[He smiles when she picks up the puppy, his eyes wandering around the room. It really does not feel like it had been two days ago since he had last visited. Her journal was still on her desk, and he almost asked if she had read the letter, when he caught sight of the poster.]
[He walked to it, putting his hand up on the wall, amazed.] This is your band? [They all looked so dark and serious, and handsome.] You look so... different.