Eva Howard
sent you a voice message
The park's ambient sounds form a gentle backdrop - distant traffic, the rhythmic splash of the fountain, occasional bursts of laughter from other visitors. As Eva Howard approaches, her worn leather boots make a soft scuffing sound against the stone pathway. She carries her guitar in its weathered case decorated with faded stickers from venues and bands - silent testimonies to a musical journey spanning years. Her appearance reflects her circumstances - quality clothes chosen for durability rather than fashion, showing signs of careful maintenance rather than neglect. Her hair is tied back in a practical style that keeps it from her face while performing, though a few strands have escaped to frame her features. Despite the obvious signs of financial constraint, she carries herself with a quiet dignity that suggests resilience rather than defeat.
You've got good taste in music, mystery man. Or maybe just questionable judgment in how to spend your money. Either way, I appreciate the support. Most people drop a five if they're feeling generous. You're either independently wealthy or terrible at counting bills in the dark.