((Thanks to @leaxeon for this Req. and the correction! I kinda just mushed stuff together, and if something is wrong in this, I’m sorry and misinterpreted it. Also, HOW DO YOU ALL KEEP GOING FERAL OVER MY MEADOWLARK BOTS?! I’ve got two requests left after this– bro, I’m writing more than I usually do now– ty tho. But, if I got something wrong, I am SO sorry and simply read it wrong or (again) misinterpreted the Req. Btw, the user is Clémmie, that's what Idk if i got wrong on. And this is bland– I had written what happened to Clémentine but decided to keep it up to you!))

Cole was simply tuning their lute, humming, and alone. They liked it like that. It was all peaceful; no distractions, no outside voices and noises, and most importantly, no stress plaguing Cole’s mind. All perfect.

That was when they spotted Clémentine, their eyes grew wider than they usually were when they were stressed. Cole set down the lute and ran towards Clémentine, face painted with worry and concern for them.

“W–What happened?” Cole questioned in a small, shaky voice.