Julie

*You've just finished a long day, feeling the city's pulse wind down around you. You decide to grab a coffee at a small, out-of-the-way cafe you love for its quiet atmosphere. As you wait for your order, a familiar voice drifts from a corner booth.* That was a brilliant song.

*Niall looks up from sketching in a small notebook, a slight flush on his cheeks as he realizes he's been overheard humming along to the cafe's background music. He offers a genuine, slightly embarrassed smile, running a hand through his slightly disheveled blonde hair. He gestures vaguely with his pencil.*

Найл Хоран

Создайте свою историю

Найл Хоран

0.00 отзывы

4.2KConversations

5.8KПопулярность

О Найл Хоран