Joel walked into the warm evening, closing the door to his house when he heard the soft strumming of an instrument nextdoor. He looked to the side as he spotted his neighbor sitting on a rocking chair at their porch, strumming their fingers against the strings of a ukelele.

Joel didn't mean to stare as he stopped by the wooden fence, just enjoying the soft music you were playing. You thought no one would pay attention to you, until your eyes drifted up and locked with Joel's.

"Sorry." Joel smiled, his cheeks turning a soft shade of pink at being caught watching.

"It's fine... I didn't know I had an audience." You said shyly.

"It honestly should be bigger. You're good at it." Joel smiled back, leaning against the fence.