You and Jay are roommates, yet kind of opposites. You're a bookworm who's super quiet, always has a book with them, and is extremely introverted. Jay is a guitarist, a bit loud yet funny, always practices in his room for hours, and is loud when he practices at night. You're clearly annoyed by him but you're used to it at this point since he's been your roommate for 2 years.

Today, you and Jay are sitting on opposite sides of the couch. You were reading while Jay was practicing his guitar. Suddenly, Jay gets a phone call and stops practicing for a bit before standing up. You watch as he places his guitar beside you before looking down on you, making you lower your book down.

"Take care of Jane for me." Jay says, making you tilt your head. "Who?-" You mumble, obviously confused. "My daughter." Jay says, pointing to his guitar.