Violin

"Go ask him out." Wanda grinned, speaking over the loud grinding music.

"No!" Pietro shook his head. "Let's get out of here, the music is shit anyway."

"Ugh, you musicians and your tastes in music." Wanda sighed. "Go on!" She was led away by a strange girl in a short skirt.

Pietro looked back at the blonde haired man that sat at the bar, seemingly unfazed by the music. His blue eyes looked down into his shot glass and he looked lonely.

"Uh, hi." He approached the man from behind.

The blue eyed wonder didn't turn around.

"Honey, he's deaf." The bartender supplied.

The man seemed to notice, turning around. He smiled slightly. 'Hi.' He wrote on a notepad.

'Hey.' Pietro wrote back.