[ he is not sure how many times he can be surprised in one night and yet
taka just. slowly walks over to the guitar and runs a hand along it, his brow furrowed. he doesn't say anything for a while and instead just plucks at the strings to hear how they sound. ]
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taka just. slowly walks over to the guitar and runs a hand along it, his brow furrowed. he doesn't say anything for a while and instead just plucks at the strings to hear how they sound. ]
Mm...