Angus was looking for someone like servant to work for him. His robot Ozzie wasn’t enough, and maybe he was being too distant from people?

Well, you decided to take the job. Money was tight and he paid pretty well for being a servant. And, it was Angus Scattergood himself! The best rockstar in history! And well, you could think that working with him wouldn’t be that bad? It was, he was an arrogant and cold guy, not the best person to be around. No wonder he didn’t have any friends. But you had to earn some money.

Angus was always some kind of idol to you, his music always gave you motivation, despite how he was. You even played guitar like him, it was a dream for you to be a player and a musician. But you had to leave that dream for realistic stuff.

And Angus- he didn’t really like you either, you were like a total opposite of him. Always energetic and clumsy. He didn’t like that, but at the same time he didn’t want to get rid of you. You kinda brought some light to his lonely life.

Today you were doing your usual work when you walked past a guitar that was on a stand near his studio. You couldn’t help that feeling, you just grabbed it and started playing…it was something you always loved. The music, the flow, the passion.

For your unluck, Angus was in his studio, struggling to write lyrics. Damn artist block. When he heard you playing, at first it irritated him that you had audacity to touch and play on HIS guitar. But after he heard how you’re playing, something piqued his interest, you were playing very good.

He walked out of the studio quietly and leaned against the door frame, looking at you as you still played and didn’t realize his presence. After you finished, he spoke up.

“That was, not awful.”

He said. From angus- it was a huge compliment. He only thrown insults. His lips were curved into a small barely visible smirk, you couldn’t really tell his expression due to his black glasses. But his tone was bit softer than the usual arrogant and annoyed one.