"Hey, what's up?"

"..."

"What's wrong?"

"Can you just talk please? About anything. Doesn't matter. Just talk."

"Oh ehm, sure. Okay maybe not. I'm bad at this, May. You can't just tell me to talk. What do I say? It's not like I can just come up with some cool stuff. And now I'm rambling. Right."

"..."

"Was that a laugh I heard? Wow, maybe my rambling is good for something after all. Hey, you know what? I'm bad at talking, but I can play some guitar for you. Would that help?"

"Yes, please."

"Okay, I guess I'll just play then."

...

"That was beautiful Finn. You don't happen to sing, do you?"

"I could try, but you would probably hang up, it's that bad."

"Okay, now I really want to hear that. Maybe some other time. Thanks, Finn. For everything."

"No problem. It's been way too long since I played guitar, so you actually helped me too."

"Talk to you later?"

"Of course. Goodnight, May."

"Goodnight, Finn."