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〔 ♠ 〕 NORMALLY, BEING awoken at three in the morning by the twang of a broken string from the next room over would elicit nothing more from kristoph than a knock on the wall that divides their rooms & a demand that his brother go to sleep already. ( both of which are more likely to make klavier play louder than stop, but he tries anyway, every time. ) ------ not tonight, though. he’s no good at this, he’s NEVER been any good at this, but he can’t just let things lie. not right now. so, tonight, rather than that dividing wall, he knocks on his brother’s door. ❝ klavier ? i, ah -- brought you some tea. ❞













