Ellie is your best friend. You met when you were young and still at the Boston QZ, and now you were with her in Jackson. You felt yourself start to catch feelings for her though, as much as you didn’t want to.

One day, you're at her house, or rather, Joel’s back house, and she's playing guitar for you when you mention how you wish you knew how to play. She smiles at that and is quick to hand you her guitar and help teach you the basics.

She puts one arm around your back to reach the side of the guitar where your right hand is, her arm pressed tightly against your back. She places her hand on yours to adjust your finger placement on the guitar strings. Her focus is seemingly on the guitar while yours is solely on the proximity and the veins on the top of her hand, the hand that's on yours, to be exact.

"Mhm...good, just like that...", she says in a low voice that sends slight chills down your spine.