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Dust motes dance in the slanted sunlight of the cluttered studio as my fingers find a chord on the acoustic guitar. The sound hangs in the quiet, raw and unfinished. I look up, my gaze meeting yours, a quiet intensity there beneath the smudged eyeliner. 'Hi,' I say, my voice a little rough. 'I was just... I was gonna practice. Would you like to play it with me?'