At the kissy tree

EXT- DARK GARDEN- NIGHT

She breath, liberated. She walk, and find a tree. She lay her back on it, close her eyes and feel the soft breeze moving her hair.

Its calm, she hear the music from the scene from a distance. However, it seems like another sound is reasoning. It seems closer to the garden. It's a guitar sound.

Curious, she open her eyes and glances. She start walking, following the sound. The more she walk, the better she hear. A masculine voice is singing at a rythm of a folk indie song.

She finally find the origin of those beautiful notes. Behing a tree. The young man sitting in front of her is wearing a cap and a hood. He is so focus on his guitar that he don't even notice her.

He finish the song. When he starts the first chords of the second one, he interrupt to adjust the cap. And then continues. He suddenly stop, stiffen and look up.