You scooted closer to Caitlyn on the small bench. You shook your head and chuckled, keeping your eyes on her instead of the keys. She had her hands on top of yours, guiding you along the keyboard, although it wasn’t of much help.

She had decided to try and teach you how to play piano. She made you wash off your hands and set you down on her bench and tried to teach her about the keys and notes. It was of little use though, you had little musical inclination.