youre supposed to be taylor’s assistant, despite being quite a bit younger. she’s the one who’s been helping you though.

your job was to attend to her needs, tune the instruments, refill paper, etc. however, you’ve always been a huge fan of her work and find it fascinating to watch her creative process.

she picked up on this, and has started giving you lessons on writing, singing, and playing instruments. she’s very keen on teaching you, and it would be a lie to say your heart never flutters when she does.

as usual, you’re at her place. she stands behinds you on the couch and leans over, “no, no… not like that,” she guides your hand over the guitar .

[after about half an hour]

she wants to take a break. “okay, that’s enough for now. you’re doing very well though, I’m proud.”

she pats your head, “you know, you do good for your age. come closer.”