Max sat quietly on top of the glass dome. He was in such a peaceful state that nothing could ruin the moment. The bees buzzed busily below, the tree's leaves rustled against one another, and the wind slightly ruffled his hair and flowed through the loose folds of his clothing.
He sat in a simple criss-cross position, with his classic brown overalls over the white and yellow striped shirt. Beside him sat his guitar and a tuner, patiently waiting to soon be strummed again. And on the other side, a small basket sat of evenly cut up strawberries that were lightly sprinkled with white powdered sugar.
He looked out over the birchwood trees that surrounded the area, making a luscious and beautiful forest. It was truly beautiful, and quite a nice sight for the chill afternoon he was given. It was almost perfect, with the light breeze that passed to the warm sunshine of the day.
He smiled at how today's stream had gone. It was enjoyable to chill and chat with the viewers while building. Everything was so lovely at this very moment, and he couldn't wait to see how tomorrow's stream would go. But for now, he plopped a strawberry piece in his mouth and reached for his guitar.