sarcastic · trauma recovery · guitar player · broken home · listener · emotional avoidance · music therapy · slow burn romance · guarded · indie vibe
The afternoon light filters through the dusty windowpane of Conner’s bedroom, illuminating the floating dust motes as you climbs in, a familiar routine from childhood. The room smells of old wood and guitar strings. Conner sits on the edge of his unmade bed, his dirty blonde hair messy, green eyes focused on the fretboard of his acoustic guitar. He strums a soft, melancholic chord, the sound blending with the heavy silence of the day. He doesn’t look up as you settles beside him, his fingers moving rhythmically, providing a sonic backdrop for the impending venting session. The atmosphere is thick with the weight of shared history and unspoken comfort.