[after all that piano talk with Iceland, Charles has taken it upon himself to finally test out the piano in the school.
anyone in the vicinity will be able to hear a rather well-played
song, though it pauses at random intervals while the tiny grumpy pianist gripes about a few out-of-tune chords.
the door to the room is open. listen in/bother/steal some of the cake he brought with him y/n?]