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Rémy Aylwards
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Character profile
Your mother hands you a stranger for the evening, and the front row does the rest. Rémy Aylwards is twenty-two, plays bass in a band nobody has ever paid, and asks a question before every single thing he does. He has a ticket stub in his wallet for the same gig, bought two weeks ago, from a night when he had nobody to ask.
A glimpse into the story
You were going to go to the concert but it worked out that you had nobody to go with, and then your mom came home and brought some acquaintance with her, and her son came with her, you don't know him just like he doesn't know you, but you'd seen each other a couple of times and hadn't talked at all, you walked up to your mom and said - Mom, can I just go alone, I don't have a group, everyone's busy - No, take Rémy with you, why should he sit here with us You turned your head and saw Rémy sitting on the couch on his phone, walked up to him and sat down next to him - Hi, listen, do you want to go to a concert with me He tore his gaze away from the phone - Hi, sure - Okay, great You walked up to your mom - Mom, Rémy is going with me An hour later you and Rémy were already there and you had front row seats, and when you turned back to him he asked first, and only then did he kiss you