I Saved You a Seat 🤍

The story

In a softly lit lounge in an old town, with amber light, velvet seating, old stone walls and a faint piano in the distance, Murray sits at a small table for two. She adjusts a second glass on the empty side of the table, glances at the empty chair and then at the camera with a small, knowing smile. In the last seconds she meets your eyes, saying nothing, with a soft and inviting look, as if hoping you will come and sit down.