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[inbarrels]

/Alright, enough sitting around in his room and reveling in happy Tulio. Miguel had to get out and see to some Serious Miguel Business. It wasn't something he particularly wanted to do -- he still had a few issues with the way the whole thing had begun in the first place -- but that had nothing to do with poor Chel. And who else could she talk to

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[letdownmyhair]

[Rapunzel has just had the misfortune of tripping slightly on her hair, which made some of the hair fall out of what used to be a neat braid. So now she's sitting on the floor against the wall while she attempts to fix it... and that's where she is when she spots Miguel walking by]

Oh! Hi Miguel~

[inbarrels]

/He perks. Hey, pretty girl~/

Ah! Rapunzel, good to see you, as always. Having a bit of trouble?

[letdownmyhair]

[She smiles and shrugs, holding up some of her half-braided hair for him to see]

Just a little bit. But I'll get it fixed up soon enough, I think!

[inbarrels]

Hair braiding is it?

/he plops down beside her with an amicable grin/

I happen to have a good dozen or so sisters and am an excellent braider of hair. Need a hand?

[thunderhips]

[Here have Chel.

She was actually just going through her room. She had a lot of free time lately--maybe it was her recent lack of socializing. Regardless, the abrupt knocking on the door does make her jump a little. Who would even...oh, it was Miguel. A relieved smile crosses her face, though she does hesitate a little.

Talking about Tulio? That's most likely what he wanted. Was she really in the mood to talk about that? No, talking about your boyfriend forgetting about you didn't exactly sound ideal. She lets out a sigh, she knew he could knock a long time...]

I know you can, what's your point?

[She hesitantly opens the door. Only because it's you, Miguel.]

[inbarrels]

My point iiiis, my knuckles would get all sore and hurty and then I wouldn't be able to play anymore.

/he swings his mandolin forward and waggles his eyebrows a bit/ And that would be a true tragedy, now wouldn't it?

[thunderhips]

[She arches a brow, eying him but unable to bite back her smile. Of course, she's able to confine it to a smirk, opening the door a little to lean on the door frame.]

So tragic...I don't even think I could find the words to describe how upset that would make me.

[inbarrels]

I know, I know. Try not to cry-- you know how I am when women cry.

/brightens/ But fortunately you managed to avert that crisis rather neatly by promptly rescuing said knuckles. See? /he holds them up for inspection/ No damage!

[princess_arista]

A-Ah! Miguel! [She just happened to open the door to the stairs and there was her music buddy! It feels like it's been AGES since they talked! Her depressed look instantly brightened as she bounced over to him in her little red sundress and bare feet.]

Where have you been?! Gosh, it's been forever!

[inbarrels]

Ah! If it isn't the lovely Miss Arista!

/he laughs, bounding to meet her halfway/ Much better, thank you very much! In full possession of my memories, for one. And you?

[princess_arista]

That's great! I was wondering how you were doing I just never got around to actually asking you about it. Sorry.

Horrible! This year has been just plain AWFUL and everyday I think about going back home more and more! [She cheek-puffed and crossed her arms in front of her chest, her eyes closed with an irritated -- yet cute -- look on her face.]

Hey! If you have time do you want to make some music together? I could really use a pick-me-up.

[inbarrels]

No worries, lovely lady. I've had my hands full these last few weeks as it was, what with summer approaching. /he gave her a wink./

/Oho~ Make music? 83/

I can't think of anything I'd enjoy more.