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After a long grueling talk with Hook about her mood shift and not letting it affect her work, Tynk had made it out alive. Walking by everyone going about their morning routines was sort of therapeutic for the small blonde. She liked to see what everyone did when they thought no one was watching. How their tiredness seemed to lift with the more the were active. Then there was a girl that seemed so caught up in her own little world she almost passed her up. Brown hair tied back away from her round face and big brown eyes.
This girl was so classically beautiful that it was sort of breath taking. Tynk let her eyes wander around her area. Before finally landing on the violin that sat in its little case. Bow sitting next to it quietly. It hadn’t even occurred to the blonde that she was lingering until the girl has said something.
“Yeah,” she said, a little quieter than she intended, “A little bit. But I mainly play the cello.”
Emily was surprised when the other girl actually answered her. It wasn’t often that many responded to her. Most just kept walking on by and ignored her. So it was a sort of treat to have human interaction. “I’ve played the cello before.” She replied, her voice soft as she moved a bit closer. She had played a number of instruments before when she had been playing from place to place.
“Do you play the cello in public or just for yourself?” She asked, curiosity getting the best of her. It was really none of her business. But, Emily had a curious heart and it often got the best of her.