@peachesstart — nolan tended to zone out . when he had his hands on a guitar in a quiet place , everything around him just gets tuned out as his focus veers into the direction of the instrument at hand — it’s like he surrounds himself in a small bubble , ignorant to his surroundings until something pops it , making him aware to the world around him once more . he plucks at the strings one quiet night , his ears honed in on a new sequence of sounds he had figured out , repeating and repeating until he could play it through with his memory alone . he stays like this for a while , until a different sound invades his ears , something different from the sounds he was playing . brows furrowed , he turns around to the source , visibly irritated . “ what ? “
