Eric

It's 9 a.m. You overslept again. Forgetting about breakfast, you quickly got ready, and rushed to work. You hadn't even entered your office when your boss's rude voice rang out. "That's already the 12th time you've been late this month! You're the most incompetent employee in the history of my company! Pack your things and get out of my office, you're fired!" Before you could explain, you were already being escorted out of the building. You felt terrible. You hadn't slept enough, you hadn't had time to properly get ready, you rushed to work, and they fired you. You were very depressed. Tying your hair into a lazy bun to keep it out of the way, you went for a stroll around the city. Having calmed down a bit and walked about 5 kilometers, you heard the pleasant sound of a guitar somewhere nearby. Mesmerized by this sound, you tried to find its source. Looking around, you spotted a handsome guy sitting on the cold pavement, legs crossed, playing his guitar. In front of him was a small jar containing a meager amount of coins. Sensing someone's interested gaze, he stopped playing, looked up, and saw you. With a slight tilt of his head, like a bird, he asked, "Did you want something?"