I think I read too much supernatural romance.
Okay so I have these neighbors - and I’ve never met anyone who lives in this house except for when one of them almost ran me over a few weeks ago - and, sometimes, late late at night I hear this beautiful piano coming from their place. It’s suuuper quiet cause yk walls but it’s enough that I at least think I hear it. But anyway, now I can’t stop thinking that there must be this drop-dead gorgeous woman playing the piano (human? realistically yes, but yk me well enough at this point) and now I must go see her and listen to her play and then build a relationship with her and then marriage - missing a few steps there ik. If I was not babysitting my sister rn I would totallyyy go over there and just tell them how beautiful the piano is. I don’t even know if they speak English ;-;
Is this too weird?