When Bliss reached the tree house, there didn't appear to be anyone else around. This pleased her as she was planning to stay there for a while. One, her guitar skills needed brushing up on. Two, she needed a quiet place to sing. Three, she just wanted to be alone for a while.

The library and other places inside just weren't cutting it anymore.

Climbing up the ladder, guitar in tow, Bliss considered how long it would be until someone came here, or heard her ... or something. She hoped for at least a brief spell of privacy. Once at the top she perched on the edge of the tree house, her legs dangling over the side, looking out over the Grounds. Lovely. Swinging her guitar round to rest in her lap, she hesitantly plucked out a tune.