behind the red curtains
She's panting lightly with exertion as she finishes off the piece with a strong stroke, the bow hovering in mid-air and vibrating just slightly from the force of the piece. She smiles and bows when she receives the apologize thanks the audience for being so appreciative and welcoming. She leaves the stage with a soft smile that fades as soon as she slips behind the stage. A few seconds of rest and she's off to find her viola case. This was her last set, and she wants to be back home with her siblings tonight.
She's leaning over the table and snapping the bow into her case when she feels it, a light touch of a hand trailing up her butt. She barely resists the urge to take her bow back out and whack the guy, and settles for facing him with a tense smile instead. Really, she had been hoping for a few more seconds of peace before the perverts came out. "A good-looking guy like you? I wouldn't have said no if you asked." He wasn't bad on the eyes if a little too presumptive for her tastes. The viola was gently laid into its cloth resting place and the cloth covering placed on top. "Are you going to at least buy me a drink first before you take me back to your place?"
