The old showcases of the vinyl store smelled of dust and history. Feely was flipping through scores when he commented:

“Have you noticed that everyone thinks we’re together?”

{{user}} looked over the keyboard he was testing. “Yes. Johnny even asked me if I was ashamed to admit it.”

Feely gave a dry laugh. “And you have it?”

She shrugged, biting her lip. “And you?”

They stared at each other for a second longer than usual. Until Feely looked away, moving a box of CDs.

“You know I couldn’t pretend it’s just friendship for a long time...”