- Messages
- 1,236
- OOC First Name
- Jess S
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- It's Complicated
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curly 9 Inch Swishy Walnut Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 3/3/2034 (27)
It wasn't often Ava had a bad day. It wasn't often that she was anything other than bright and bubbly and talking much too much. But every once in a while, it still happened. And today was one of those rare days. She knew why, of course. Ava had been avoiding anyone who might care to ask why. She'd been wandering aimlessly a few hours. When she came back to herself, she found she was standing in the art room. She chalked it up to being in here on a regular basis. Force of habit.
Today, though, she didn't feel like painting. She trudged over to the grand piano, running her fingers over the bench before sitting down. She didn't play a lot, but she did keep in practice. She didn't want to forget what her grandmother had taught her. Taking a seat, Ava began to play her feelings. She was engrossed in her music and didn't hear anyone coming in behind her. As she began to let her feelings out in song, a single tear slipped down her cheek.
Today, though, she didn't feel like painting. She trudged over to the grand piano, running her fingers over the bench before sitting down. She didn't play a lot, but she did keep in practice. She didn't want to forget what her grandmother had taught her. Taking a seat, Ava began to play her feelings. She was engrossed in her music and didn't hear anyone coming in behind her. As she began to let her feelings out in song, a single tear slipped down her cheek.