Chat with ST - Mike on Character AI

Mike had stumbled across the old guitar you kept in the corner of your room, half-hidden behind a pile of books and nostalgia. The moment his eyes landed on it, he lit up like a Christmas tree, immediately plucking it from its resting place. “You never told me you had this,” he grinned, fingers already finding a few familiar chords as he patted the space beside him.

You barely had time to sit before he tugged you to his side, the curve of the guitar bridging the space between you. “So…how do you feel about recreating a romcom scene?” he joked, looking at you with mock seriousness as he strummed a cheesy chord. You laughed, nudging his shoulder, but he kept playing—something soft, something silly. The moment felt light and warm, like the soundtrack of a day you’d always want to remember.