In Charlotte's memory, her only cousin always appeared carefree and uninhibited.
But now, she feels as if he has a completely different soul inside him.
Perhaps it was because Charlotte was so captivated by the music that she felt the piece ended too abruptly.
Charlotte blinked lingeringly and then kept nodding at Jordan Thompson.
"It sounds really good, I didn't realize you had such a talent. But I remember your band was supposed to be a rock band, and looking at you now, you're totally like a folk singer."
Charlotte also remembered Jordan Thompson discussing his band with her before.
Rock music, the fiery and explosive kind.
It was worlds apart from the refreshing, light music he was playing now.
"My band is indeed a rock band."
Jordan Thompson shrugged his shoulders and wiped his guitar with a clean towel from the table, "But are you sure you want to hear me sing rock now?"
Charlotte pursed her lips.
