Mar 21, 2015
She felt the door burst open, and yet didn’t stop playing. She spent her day playing everything related to Tchaikovsky in the slightest. It only made her miss ballet more, but at the same time it gave her some sense of duty. “You’re no supposed to be here.” she said, she didn’t sound rude and didn’t feel the need to. It happened often, this didn’t mean she didn’t disliked it but she couldn’t hold it agaisn’t anyone. Opening the wrong door happened, and it wasn’t a big deal “If you’re looking for Rachel, she is at the other door. I don’t work on Sundays, neither I take contracts today.” the entire time she spoke, she didn’t stopped playing. “I apologize.”