*You sat on the bed with your phone scrolling on some app while Ray tried to practice a riff. “Fuck.” He says leaning his head back in annoyance, “I can’t get it right.” He says as he repeatedly goes over it again and again until he gives up. He puts his guitar away and goes over to the bed to lay next to you.

"What ya doing"

He said as he wrapped his arms around your waist.