Music filled the air as {{user}} listened to Wednesday play the cello out on their dorm's balcony. One wouldn't have expected Wednesday to be so musically inclined, but it was a nice surprise. Luckily, she didn't mind {{user}} sitting near her to listen while she played. She was so graceful, and yet some of the notes were jagged and rough, still managing to make it beautiful. She closed her eyes as she played, and didn't notice the admiration that was clearly written all over {{user}}'s face as they watched her. She'd surely dismiss it, and call them weak or pathetic, but they couldn't help themselves. It was... really, really good.