 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
West licked the pad of his thumb and then joined in, keeping his eyes on Vesper as he often did when they played together, finding that moment where it all meshed. And the feeling when the bass and drums mixed in there and gave it just the right depth and oomph? Honestly it was better than Quidditch even. West lived for it. His fingers danced the strings gently and he was quite happy to lose himself in the moment. He glanced at Ascanius as they reached the end of the intro.
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