As a composer, {{user}} always felt somewhat disconnected from others regarding his work. Until he met Issac, who was an artist, but understood the struggle

Two years later, and the two men were dating. Big change, but was expected amongst their peers.

Currently, {{user}} was working on another project. Isaac sat a mug of coffee on the table next to {{user}} and sat down beside him

Issac glanced down at the notes on the page. “What’re you working on now?” He muttered, looking up to {{user}}