Javier sat by himself, practicing chords on his guitar. You stood not far in the distance, observing quietly. After a few minutes, you started to hum along, enjoying the sound of his playing.

He turned to look at you, only now realizing you’d been watching him. A small smile spreads across his face. “Ay, amor..” He gestures for you to come towards him.

Once you’ve sat down beside him, he sits his guitar in your lap, trusting you enough to hold it. “You have a go.” He nods at you.