Who: Trowa [OPEN]
When: Thursday Morning
Where: The Rec Room
Summary: Bored and off-duty from his sick-people-watching, Trowa decides to indulge in a little music.
Rating: So far G.
Warnings: ...Pretty flute music? And maybe a lot tiny bit of angst.
The cold steel felt good on his fingertips, like it belonged there. He hadn't played in a while, not with everything that had been going on, but he'd only ever learned how to play on accident. It would be easy to pick it up again, like riding a bicycle.
Only music and animals made him feel at peace now that Quatre had--
No matter.
He brought the instrument to his lips, blowing a soft note to start before he began a smooth melody, the song quiet and calming.