@julius-michaels
Iah settled at the piano, fingers hovering over the keys, but not playing anything. Staring down at the black and white pieces, he tried to think of something. For some reason, this had become harder and harder lately. Maybe he just wasn’t feeling inspired, maybe it was something else. Today, however, he was going to force himself to play. Finally, he pressed his fingers down, starting an old, familiar song. He was completely lost in thought, humming along while he played, until his head tilted back with the music and he saw the door open. Self conscious almost instantly, he stopped. “Was, um, was that too loud?”













