A bell chimed at the front door of the shop. A woman walked in, shaking the water from her yellow raincoat. She looked stressed and cold as she wiped her glasses with her sleeve.
The woman looked hesitant but accepted them with a small smile. She put the earbuds in. A bell chimed at the front door of the shop
She walked over to the shelf right next to Leo. She was looking for a poetry book. Leo noticed her shivering slightly. The woman looked hesitant but accepted them with
As the music played, the tension in Leo's shoulders began to melt away. The frantic energy of his workday faded into the background. He looked out at the rain hitting the glass. The grey afternoon suddenly felt beautiful and full of peace. She was looking for a poetry book
The first notes of a fingerpicked guitar floated into his ears. The melody was slow, bright, and incredibly gentle. It was the kind of romantic music that did not feel heavy or dramatic. Instead, it felt like a soft breath of warm air.
Leo watched her face change. The stress lines around her eyes relaxed. A soft, calm expression took over her face. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting the gentle, romantic acoustic guitar wash over her.