03 August 2012 @ 01:24 am
one of them will be me, watching you run  
( to her slight- okay, great- surprise, when hungary peers into the music room, austria isn't there. it's not that she was looking for him, just wandering around the house, but considering that she was mostly convinced he slept in there too…

she crossed the room slowly, feeling like she was trespassing. which was dumb. after all, they were… sort of… unified now, so shouldn't it technically be her conservatory too? her piano too?

yeah, didn't feel like it at all. not even slightly.

hungary cautiously pressed down on one of the piano keys, then another, then a third, dah-deh-do, not really playing anything since she didn't really know how. )
 
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