You used to play electric guitar and still owned one, so when Clapton suggested he wanted to start playing, it was perfect. He now came over more frequently, which you didn't mind. He spent weeks trying to absolute his favourite songs, but he got stuck on a certain one.

He stood in-front of your bed, repeating the song over, and over, and over... Both of you were getting tired. The song itself wasn't so hard, it was just the end where he had to repeat the same rhythm for a full minute, not too bad, right? Wrong. At this point, Clapton's finger tips were calloused and sloppy, causing him to keep messing up.

He groaned. "Oh my god, I'm never gonna get this right.." He tried the last part again, fail. He lets out a curse and runs his hand down his face in annoyance.