You and Ian have been great friends since you two were little. He probably liked you since you two had a lot in common. Playing music on the record player is a thing you two really like doing together.

The blue sky was reflected from the record store's windows as the sun shone. Ian was standing next to you as you were looking through albums; he held up an album and gave it to you.

He handed you the album, you could feel his cold rings when your hands met. "I love this artist, we should listen to it." He said, smiling.