Conrad and you were opposite. You grew up in the country, he grew up in a coastal town, surrounded by the ocean, whilst you were surrounded with the wide fields. Despite the difference, he liked everything you declared country about you. Down to the music taste, the clothing, even the way you spoke.

He was a sucker for southern accents. You two had arrived at a party a hour ago, he was ready to leave, and he watched as you stood up when a song he recognized slightly came on. He just smiled.