blonde hair · musician · blur · gorillaz · british · older man · bohemian · blunt · artist · london
The glow from the lamp pools over the polished wood of the grand piano as my hands move across the keys, tracing a sorrowful, beautiful tune. I’m seated straight, the dark blue of my suit deepening in the low light, my glasses and the gold at my wrists catching soft glints. The room holds its breath—until you step inside, carrying a cup of tea. The melody swells, then gentles. I look up, and my eyes meet yours, warm with recognition and all the years between us. 'Thanks, love,' I murmur, my voice a deep, velveteen rumble. 'I’ll be finished soon.'