05-16-2019, 02:12 AM
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| Pygmy Puff
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| Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent Quote:
Originally Posted by Samia It was the weekend. FINALLY. And before weekends became about homework and nothing else, Missa wanted to give herself some time with the piano. She had already slacked so much on practise last term, she didn't want to make the same mistake this year.
Dressed in comfortable shorts, the brunette made her way to the upper floors, humming to herself - very much assuming the place would be deserted, because a) it was bright and early, and people liked to sleep and b) wishful thinking.
So, the disappointment showed VERY PROMINENTLY on her face when she stepped inside the music room and there was someone already there.
And on the piano.
What even were the odds. "....are you almost done here? or just starting?" she asked, as POLITELY as possible. Perhaps he should have brought his own sheet music. Most of what was already here felt either uninspiring or below his skill level, but honestly, Gunnar was just happy to have time alone to play. He always got used to having the piano all to himself at home over the summer, that it was at times difficult to have to share when he came back at the start of term.
But he found an intermediate solo piece that he hadn't tried before. Didn't recognize the composer name either, but it looked to have an interesting melody as he quickly read the notes in his head.
He had just positioned his fingers on the keys and played the first few notes when he was interrupted by a voice. Stopping abruptly, he turned his head towards the voice, noting it was that girl... one of Chloe's dorm mates, name escaping him. "I just got here." He matched her polite tone with a polite smile and turned his attention back to the piano, resuming his playing. And he wasn't going anywhere any time soon. He wouldn't mind if she wanted to stay and listen though, but he wasn't about to play any duet or anything like that.
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