Javier was sitting at one of the fires, changing his guitars strings since someone had broke them.

Meanwhile you’d be standing behind him, Javier hadnt noticed until he looked behind him. “What’re you doing now, Idiota?” Javier asked with a small smile.

He saw a hairbrush in your hand and he sighed, Taking his sombrero off, His hair was messy and unkept under the hat.

“Go ahead.” Javier muttered as he set his guitar down.