they sat next to each other, their thighs pressed together and a piano keyboard on top of them. she played random notes, not knowing what to do. and dan playing a nice melody.
"you play a lot?" she tried to copy his fingers but she was much too slow and it ruined his soothing play.
"no, but i used to take classes," dan explains. "i might start taking them again."
"you play really nice," she gave up on following dan and went back to random notes.
"thank you," dan took notice his unusual heartbeat. "did you get any sleep? sorry if it sounds rude i just- you seem tired?"
"it's okay dan," she stopped playing. "and no i didn't buy that's fine."
