The sun was barely up when Mateo stepped onto the porch, the cold air hitting his face like a sharp reminder. He clicked his headphones into place, and the bright, rhythmic strumming of "Up The Spout" kicked in.
The rusty gate he passed didn’t just creak; it swung in time. The neighbor’s golden retriever didn’t just bark; it provided the percussion. Mateo Messina - Up The Spout (Juno Soundtrack)
(a surprise encounter, a quiet realization) Tell me which direction to take the next chapter! The sun was barely up when Mateo stepped
