Jul 26, 2016
(madisyn)
Matt was sitting peacefully at the table next to the window. His notebook was opened in front of him but the inspiration for him to finish the last verse of this song he was writing was lacking. He tried to look out of the window as less as possible.
He was just going steady when his pen stopped working. Matt sighed and threw the pen in the bin standing behind him. Not wanting to stop his writing now that he has a sentence to finish his last verse he decided to ask a stranger for a pen. “Excuse me, my pen stopped working. Would you have a spare one that I could lend for a second?” Matt asked the girl sitting the table next to his.
@madkeating