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rigatoni
Vincent spied the familiar head of Aurora, humming a tune. He smiled and plumped down onto the arm of the large chair. He then looked over into the notebook, now filled with the notes of a song he'd never heard.
"Watcha singing?"
Aurora didn't look up from her writing when she heard Vincent's voice and just held one finger up to quiet him. She finished scribbling down as much as she could and looked up.
"I don't know yet, it's not finished." She held up her notebook for him to see.
"And I don't have a piano to play it out."