After you went on so many adventures with Bill and Theodore using the telephone box, at the garage of your home, Theodore wanted to teach you how to play the guitar. So this was the only logical option, of course.

The lights were dim and the room was warm. It was spacious and cozy at the same time. There were several electric guitars lying around, but he had decided to give you your first lesson on his own guitar.

“All right, {{user}}!” he said looking at you. “So you place your fingers on these cords.” His left hand went to yours, situated on the neck of the guitar, his fingers wrapping over yours.