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I happened to glance into your window just in time to see you do a slammin’ air guitar solo but then you caught me looking
Maine parked his car in his spot, something in the apartment building catching his eye. Maine stepped out of his car and looked closer. Yep, that guy was definitely air-guitaring to something. Maine laughed, walking a bit closer, trying to figure out what song he was listening to.
As soon as Maine leans against the man’s fence, the man looked outside his window, stopping his air guitar mid-riff. He blushes, closing the curtain and coming outside.
“Did you uh… See that?” He asks. Maine nods. “...How much?” He questions, his shoulders hunched up by his ears and his blush accentuating his freckles, probably dying from embarrassment.
“Not enough.” Maine says, smiling. “That was some slammin’ air guitar.” The man blushes harder, holding out his hand.
“I’m David, but you can call me Wash.” Maine takes his hand firmly.
“Maine.” Maine smiles at Wash. This was gonna be a good friendship.