For a long moment, Annette's brain scrambles to actually parse the music with a critical ear, instead of staring at Felix's nimble fingers dancing across the strings. Once she finally does, though, her face flushes pink.
Felix Hugo Fraldarius is playing -- on a guitar -- one her songs. That song. And...is that arranged to be an accompaniment?? No way...how did he...?
No matter, that's a straight up invitation. She can't not join in!
Annette sits up straight, rubs quickly at her traitorously watery eyes, takes a deep breath, and just in time to join in on the last line, she...
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Date: 2021-07-03 08:41 pm (UTC)Felix Hugo Fraldarius is playing -- on a guitar -- one her songs. That song. And...is that arranged to be an accompaniment?? No way...how did he...?
No matter, that's a straight up invitation. She can't not join in!
Annette sits up straight, rubs quickly at her traitorously watery eyes, takes a deep breath, and just in time to join in on the last line, she...
...croaks.