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della-of-germany:

“thank you. oh no, don’t let me stop you. i am finished.” della slides to the edge of the bench. “i could demonstrate if you’d like before i head to bed. i am no aficionado, but i have played piano since I was klein.”

bianka took a seat next to the girl and laid her sheet music in front of her. “ that would be lovely, sure, ” the blond said, straightening her posture. a habit that had been enforced on her since she was a young girl. “ well i only just started playing. father said it was classy for a young woman to play the zongora. so here i am. ”

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hunterholt:

He waited, as ordered, standing awkwardly until she finished…. reading? He rose his brow, as though seeing a royal read was like spotting an endangered species. Though, he didn’t make any snarky remarks. Who knows, maybe she’d ban him from… breathing ( theoretically speaking ). He sighed, nearly rolling his eyes. She made him wait for nothing. “ —-Alright, “ he simply replied, huffing in frustration.

bianka couldn’t continue reading with him standing right there. “ try checking the lost and found, i don’t know if it’ll do you any good, though. people have sticky fingers around here, ” she said, closing her book, not without marking it with her book mark, and looking up at the male. “ if you want, i can help search for them. but as i said, people have sticky fingers and they’re probably already in someone else’s bag. ”

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della-of-germany:

Schlaf, Kindlein, schlaf. Der Vater hüt’t die Schaf. Die Mutter schüttelt’s Bäumelein, Da fällt herab ein Träumelein. Schlaf, Kindlein, schlaf!

the baby seems to settle, ceasing her stirring as the soft music envelopes the common room and the silence of the night air. “schlaf gut, mein liebster.” della whispers, resting her hands on the keys with an exhausted but triumphant sigh. she droops. only to be woken again by the high chink of the notes beneath her fingers and the presence of another. “It seems that i am not the only one up late.”

“ well i wanted to play a few notes that i just learned. but its alright, continue. you have a lovely voice. ”

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dcria:

‘ so you ought to be like, a wealth of random knowledge ? that’s pretty useful. if i ever attempt cooking again here, i’ll definitely consult the future queen first. daria, by the way. ’

“ that is correct. i’m like a walking search engine. bianka of hungary. your face looks familiar. ”

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monacosgrace:

‘ wanna pass me my shirt? unless you’d prefer to keep staring. i’d understand either way, really. ‘

“ your left tit is way bigger than your right, love. might want to get that checked out. ”

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ahndaeho:

“Cabin four. I’m pretty sure I’ve been in the opposite direction of it this whole time.”

“ yup you are. unless you’re trying to get a show of half naked princesses i’d suggest for you to go on the other side of the cafeteria. that’s where the guys are. ”

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hunterholt:

Standing outside the cabin, Hunter sighs heavily. He’s been practically invisible by now, a talent he’s perfected— but after the case of his missing headphones, he has winded down to the daunting task of asking help from… others. Seeing someone approach, he clears his throat, shoving his hands into his front pockets. “ —Hey, uh… have you seen any black headphones lying around? Kinda worn out? “

bianka was sitting on a bench near the campsite, the great gatsby being clutched by her fingertips and her eyes intensely reading every word of the page. she was about to get to one of the best parts of the novel when she was interrupted by a males voice. “ hold on, ” she said, lifting her finger to indicate that she was almost done reading the chapter. “ okay. headphones, black...— nope, haven’t seen them, sorry, ” she told whoever was speaking to her, her fingers flipping the page and her eyes never looking up.

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dcria:

‘ figures. the palace chefs back home never liked me. ’

“ i wish i could relate but my father always had me learning everything about anything. he wants the future queen to be resourceful and what not. if you ever need some tips, just let me know. ”