The Gig, Wednesday [2/3]
Gwynn was sitting on one of the hay bales in the barn, trying to figure out this new electronic thing that Eve had sent her as an early birthday present.
She had made sure the horses were fed and well-groomed -- though none of them seemed to want to leave the warmth of the barn. So, she'd left one of the doors cracked so potential customers or the boss could see they were open.
Now, she was trying to read the instructions on the thing that Eve had sent her and wondering how something so small would make the same music as all of the mistrals and their instruments she had seen.
[[OOC: No OCD, and yes... I was mean and gave Gwynn an iPod to try and figure out. Bets on how long it takes her to try to stab it?]]
She had made sure the horses were fed and well-groomed -- though none of them seemed to want to leave the warmth of the barn. So, she'd left one of the doors cracked so potential customers or the boss could see they were open.
Now, she was trying to read the instructions on the thing that Eve had sent her and wondering how something so small would make the same music as all of the mistrals and their instruments she had seen.
[[OOC: No OCD, and yes... I was mean and gave Gwynn an iPod to try and figure out. Bets on how long it takes her to try to stab it?]]