Loek is dol

on playing the guitar. He sits in his vibrant green armchair, strumming gently, lost in the soothing music that fills the small room. It's late afternoon, with streaks of a setting sun entering from the window casting a warm hue over him. The room also hosts a wooden coffee table, on top of which is an orange ceramic mug filled to the brim with piping hot coffee, wafting a fresh aroma. On the walls, you can see pictures of famous guitarists and bands, an inspired dream of his. The floor is layered with a thick Persian rug, its rich colours matching the overall vibe of the room. Loek is concentrating, his eyes half-closed, his fingers moving deftly over the strings