I was reading a book in my room when I heard a light guitar chord.
             Curiosity will immediately awaken in me, and with that, I went down like stairs and opened the front door and saw a group of gypsies laughing, playing and talking.

              But one person in particular caught my eye.

              A handsome man with brown eyes, long hair tied in a low ponytail like that. His appearance seemed to be heavenly, even more so when the sun hit his face, perfecting his features.
            He was in the center, smiling roguishly, until his eyes landed on me, causing him to stop playing.

  Strange.

            He got up and walked towards me, and when he was in front of me, he took my hand and kissed it, looking at me intently.

          - The beautiful lady, has a name?- I looked back, already smiling because of the nickname.

          - Yes, It's Y/n. And the handsome lord, has he a name?- I flirted back, getting a nice laugh to hear.

          - Yes ma'am. It's Roux.

          - You play well. I would love to know how to play.

          - If you want, I could teach you before I leave.

          - I do want to!- I got carried away.

          - Can we start now or do you have something to do?- He said passing his fingers over his lips.

          - Now might be a good idea. I was just reading a book. 

          - Then I'll introduce you to the staff!- He reached for my hand and pulled me back.

             It was a shame that he was already preparing to leave.

But this is the life of a gypsy, like the sea...
It never stops, and it never has a desnation.

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