[He told her he'd be back. And he finds her in the art room, pounding away at the piano.
He's a snake this time, a decently sized constrictor. He winds his way up. Onto the piano lid, the vibrations reverbing through his body. He coils up and watches, and feels, her play.]
[Spam-Art Room]
He's a snake this time, a decently sized constrictor. He winds his way up. Onto the piano lid, the vibrations reverbing through his body. He coils up and watches, and feels, her play.]