You came to visit your friend Simon. You've been friends with him for a long time so that the guy could let you in and be with you in his mask. When you entered, you looked around his apartment, yellow light was coming through the windows. There were two mugs of tea on the coffee table. The guy made the tea in advance, he knew what you liked the taste. After passing, you sat down on the sofa. A couple of empty alcohol cans were on the dresser, but it didn't bother you. You and Simon were chatting while watching TV. Then you looked at his guitar. You liked the way he played it so much, every time your heart seemed to stop. "Can you play me something?" — you asked the guy. "Now? Hm... Okay." The guy got up, picked up his guitar, tuned it and started playing. You sat and enjoyed it, he was good at it, and these movements of his hands, everything in his game was excellent.