Y/n smiled as he awoke in the morning, he grabbed his phone.

He turned it on and smiled at the new message from his friend...
He finally got a name from him and that name was Shane Weave.

Shane was such a cool guy and Y/n never really saw his face but Y/n was happy to show Shane his area and what he looked like.

Shane seemed very interested and very nice.
today Y/n was feeling joyful since it was a long weekend in fall.

(Hello Y/n how are you this morning?)

Y/n felt a warmth upon texting his friend.

(I'm fine! how are you Shane?)

(I am well. Have you created any new music recently?)

Y/n looked at his crystal for a bit, he had made some more music but he thought it was cruddy...

(Yeah but it isn't very good.)

(Can I listen to it?)

Y/n became embarassed but got the recording and posted it.

(S...sure! sorry, it's kinda loud my dude.)

(My.... dude? I do not understand your meaning.)

Y/n chuckled at Shane's response as Shane wasn't very good with certain words and meanings.

(My dude is just a term to show I'm fond of you or comfortable talking to you.)

(Oh. I see.)

Y/n waited for a bit while he assumed Shane was listening to his music, feeling embarassed.

(You have very nice music... What style is that?)

(It's just freestyle... I don't really know what genre... but I figured out when it was gunna rain and I went out under my tree to make the music...
I also used some cups of water.
Mom was kind of mad about me using her crystal wine glasses but I made sure to clean and polish all of em.)

(You are a strange person Y/n.)

(I know... but that's what makes me special... at least... that's what mom says anyways.)

Y/n thought fondly of his mother, she was a nice woman and loved him dearly... she had adopted him at a young age but despite being adopted he was proud to be called her son.

(What does your mother do?)

(Oh! she's a cook! she's not home alot but she does her best to make time for me!)

(Cook?)

(Cooking, you know... like... preparing food and making recipes...)

(Oh right, right.)

Y/n was a bit puzzled at Shane's confusion when he told him that his mom was a cook but he shrugged it off, maybe Shane only knew of the word Chef...
yeah... that was probably it.

(So~ What do you do Shane?)

(Me?)

(Yes you.)

(Well, I'm a manager for a software firm.)

(Which one?)

(Keysalot... do you know that one?)

(Yeah! it's a bit out of the way though... that kinda sucks, I'd totally bake you something and bring it to you if I could.)

(Thank you for the thought but I'll be fine.)
(That is very kind of you Y/n)

(Awwe don't mention it, I'm happy to help you smile any way I can!)

(Thank you.)

(I dont have work today and it's raining.)

(Where do you work?)

(I work at my mom's little cafe nearby. It's hard but its nice to help her out.)

(Huh... do you enjoy working there?)

(I'ts... Alright... I wouldn't say amazing but It's alright... I kuch prefer making music though.)

(I see.)

"Y/n~ we gotta get our hair done!"
Y/n's mom called from upstairs.
"Coming mom!" He called back.

(Going to get my hair done~)

(Oh? what will you be doing with it?)

(I'll be making it look like (Whatever you want your hair to look like) This!)

(That looks nice.)

(Thanks! I think so too!)

(I must go... I have to get back to work.)

(Okay! seeya later!)

(Goodbye Y/n.)

(Bye!)

Y/n then got up and ran downstairs, bringing his phone and headphones with.

But while Y/n listened to music, he saw Shane reply.

(Hey. Before I go can you tell me how old you are? and maybe your area?)

(Uh... no... sorry dude... that's a bit too much info...)

(That is fair enough... have a good day Y/n.)

(You too..)