Andrew was peacefully playing the keyboard, you could hear his foot lightly tap the ground as he counted the measures and played along to some recordings of Joe, Rob and Zubin singing and Ross playing the drums, as well as reading the sheet music in front of him.

That was, until you walked over and asked him if he could teach you, maybe a little bit.

“Oh, yeah!”

Andrew smiled, before gesturing you over and pointing to one of the many white keys.

“This key is C or B sharp, and the small black key next to it is C sharp, or D flat. It’s kinda complicated, but I’m sure you’ll get it. Just try and press them, back and forth.”

He stepped to the side as you did so,

“I think you have piano fingers too, my mom always said I had them,”