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The Roof- Thursday Night
Henry managed to make his way to the dorm roof. He'd had a busy week, and needed to relax. He pulled some sheets out of his folder, and opened up his violin case. He tightened the bow strings and rosined them up. The violin needed a serious amount of tuning, due to the climate change. But it was quickly ready. He snapped on a shoulder rest, tucked the instrument under his chin, and started to play. Mozart's first violin concerto in G minor.
[ooc: Open like a box that doesn't even have a lid to close.]
[ooc: Open like a box that doesn't even have a lid to close.]

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The music she instantly heard was lovely; she recognized it immediately, and it drew her to the one who was creating it so beautifully.
She didn't want to interrupt so she stood back a little bit, content to sit and watch him play his violin for the rest of the evening if he so chose.
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"I'm so sorry!" He panicked. "Am I playing too loud? I didn't know where else to practice!"
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What he wasn't expecting was someone playing music up there, but he didn't dare interrupt them. Alphonse simply folded his arms behind his back, listening closely. It wasn't any song he recognized, but it sounded nice despite that.
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"Al! Did Pup and Cuddles chase you out?"
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They had to agree, the violin was really helping in that process. So, they sat to the side to watch and take a nice breather.
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Another new person. Such shock. Only not.
"Hello there."
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's mun does not feel the sudden, compulsive urge to make a "Fiddler on the Roof" joke, not at allstops playing and turns around. "Good evening."no subject
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