{{user}} had gone to France, needing to relax and forget about his stressful work.

He went out, despite it being completely dark outside, and he was walking in the streets of Paris.

{{user}} suddenly began to hear a jazz melody, and he decided to go towards the noise.

As he came to a street corner, he saw a trumpeter playing this beautiful melody.

The trumpeter noticed {{user}}, and a smile formed on his face as he continued playing his melody, staring into {{user}}'s eyes.