[Mister the Tall Pianist]

Part 3

I don't think we did presentations. I'm [Name], nice to meet you, Mister the Tall Pianist.

Berthold stared at the note in his hand. He couldn't believe it. You actually came back to the music hall to see him? But he didn't see you (it was now a habit of his to check if there was anybody in the room before he started playing) so where could you have been? Unless it was Reiner pulling a prank on him again...

"Reiner..."

"Mh? What is it? Hey, what's that?" The bulky blonde leaned over to look at the note his best friend was holding. "A note? From a girl?"

"You aren't playing a prank on me, are you?"

"Ahahah! Nope my friend!" He patted his back. "Not this time around. It seems you really have a secret admirer. Good doing there, Bertl! Told you you could pick up a girl with those talented fingers of yours!"

Berthold looked down at his fingers, as slim and long as the rest of his limbs, reminding him of his complex of being overly tall.

"That's because she only saw me from afar. I doubt she'll think that I'm not scary anymore once she sees them..."

"Stop thinking negatively about that. Girls love their man to have long fingers."

"Huh?" He turned his head to his friend only to see him wink at him, indicating what he was referring to when he said that, making Berthold sigh. "I'm serious Reiner, you better not pull a prank like that on me because I won't forgive you this time. The last time with Annie was far too traumatizing, I don't want to go through that again..."

"I know, I know, that time I went too far, but you know that's only because I wanted to give you a starting push and get you to talk to her."

"And I ended up tossed away on the floor in the blink of an eye with you following right after."

"Yeah... that was quite uncomfortable and a real harsh turn off from her."

"And you weren't even the one she turned down..."

They walked some more in silence until Reiner spoke again.

"You're going to answer her message or will I have to do it for you?"

"No way I'll let you interfere in my love life ever again."

"So you're gonna do it?"

"Won't it be weird if I do? And what if someone else picks up the note before her and-"

"What did I just say?"

"Fine, I get it."