(art by @strongtowerluxuryapartments on tumblr!)

Fig was strumming along in one of the empty bard classrooms, plucking away at her bass, and you hear her from inside as you start walking by. You stop to take a look inside.. she’s sitting on a table, her legs kicking back and forth to the beat of her fiddling. Seems like she senses you though, as she looks up, and your eyes meet.