Patrick adjusted his glasses as he listened to tracks over and over again on his laptop, clicking his tongue as he did so. He needed to compose this song, and he was determined to make it perfect.

You however, didn't care. You were in puppy mode, and puppy mode meant you needed petting and to be doted on. But even as you pawed at him, he didn't respond, just mumbling under his breath.

"Trumpet? No... Clarinet? Yeah, it needs that..."