03-01-2016, 12:49 AM
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Erkling
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Periwinkle Evie Paeng Slytherin Fifth Year | Bre Bear | Asherine | Whisper | Kemmy | Raeney | Madyra | Bumble Bee Quote:
Originally Posted by MunchyBubbles Azura was content to sit and listen to Brady sing, he had a good voice and his guitar playing was excellent. She hadn't played the piano in such a long time, this was making her long to run her fingers over the keys to join him in his song, even though she didn't know it.
She leaned back against the shelves and slid down to the floor, crossing her ankles in front of her as she closed her eyes and listened to the words that Brady was singing.
The words seemed almost exactly like what she was going through right now and she was honestly trying not to cry! But, crying in front of someone just because of the song they were singing was probably not good form, so instead she swallowed back her tears and opened her eyes as Brady finished his song. "Hey." She said with a warm smile at him. "I couldn't help but come over, the song was amazing and you are such a good singer and guitar player." She pushed her hair behind her ears and looked at him for a moment. The first year was really feeling the music right now, he loved this song so much. He just liked a lot of well written songs that told a story or meant something to someone. He wasn't really sure if he could relate to this song. Probably not because it's about love and he wasn't in love or anything. "It's an old song, a very old song. I don't know why but I really like that song. It's amazing when done acoustically like I just did." The Scottish boy nodded to her. He set down his guitar on the side of him.
Bradson looked at her. "So how are you since the last time I saw you?" He asked her.
She didn't really seem like she was doing that well the last time that he had talked to her. He really hoped that she was doing a lot better. Brady didn't like to see any of his friends get hurt. He hadn't really made too many friends yet but the ones that he had made so far he was really protective of and for being an eleven year old he really wanted to make sure that his friends were okay.
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