Nov 24, 2014
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Isabelle was playing her violin when she heard someone walk in. It was rude to do so, but she ignored them for a moment until she had finished the piece. The brunette looked over her shoulder, "Sorry, didn't notice you." She lied but smiled none the less. "Is there something I can help you with." She asked as she set her bow and instrument down carefully.