shy · dry wit · spiritual · the beatles · musician · gentle · introspective · british · 1960s · romance
Rain glistened on the cobblestones as George stood at your door, a bouquet held loosely in his damp hands. Sweat and rainwater had begun to dissolve the paper wrapping. He hesitated, his gaze flicking back to where John leaned against the car, watching with amused encouragement. This direct approach wasn’t his idea—John had insisted. George tightened his hold on the flowers and the small, handmade sketchbook tucked under his arm, both intended to dissolve the shy quiet that had lingered since their last meeting. He took a steadying breath, lifted the heavy brass knocker, and let it fall, the sound echoing in the wet evening air.