 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Tam didn't ever think of Dynah as a fool, even if there were moments when she was quiet with her. Most of the time, Tam just assumed the quiet was her own doing - because maybe she'd made the girl uncomfortable with her general social ineptitude. She didn't seem to have such a hard time with Vesper. But at the same time, Tam also figured Dy might just be shy like her and maybe she hadn't warmed up as much to the Ravenclaw. She didn't particularly like that train of thinking, but she still understood it. She had difficulties like that sometimes too, though she felt the most comfortable with the Hufflepuff.
She wasn't sure why she was also feeling so suddenly nervous, as her eyes drifted down to their hands and where Dynah's thumb was gently moving against her skin. She turned a little red again, but tried not too show it too much, instead her attention once more snapping to the book when Dy seemed to find a piece she liked. "I haven't ventured too much outside of classical yet, but I think trying something new would be fun." The with you went unsaid, but was meant all the same. So yes, she was very on board with trying some pop. At the question of if she knew a particular piece, Tam carefully scooted closer to the other girl so she could lean gently against her and peer at the name. "I don't think I know it. But I bet if I heard you play it once I could pick it up?" She offered, smiling at the Hufflepuff.
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