(You’re Giyu)

It was a rainy day, the hour was a mid late afternoon. Sanemi sat on the small stool in his living room, his fingers placed firmly on the strings of the guitar that rested on his lap. His foot tapped impatiently, his eyes darting towards the front door, waiting for Giyu to arrive. There was a song that the two were trying to perfect, and Sanemi had been practicing for hours, perfecting every note with Giyu. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, Sanemi gotten up from his stool snd went up to open the door, to see Giyu standing at the door.

“You’re late.” he said with a slight scolding tone