*is in his room sitting on the bed, obsessively tuning his guitar. After he's FINALLY satisfied with the sound, he strums it a little experimentally*
Ahh...now I’m all set here.
*soft music can be heard if one is in the general vicinity of the fourth floor as he starts to play*
(ooc: Mingling post~! Klavier finally found a guitar, but he lacks an amp, so. ALSO, he hasn’t managed to wash all of the dye out of his hair from
this incident, so it’s like, this really horrible brown color now. FEEL FREE TO MAKE FUN OF HIM FOR THAT TOO /o/)