Sunlight streamed through the trees, bathing the porch in light. The warmth made the air heavy-contentedly, peacefully-and the quiet was broken only by the simple strumming of a guitar.
And then, not long after a few notes are left to hang in the hazy air, a voice-untrained, but pleasant enough-joined the notes, Spanish intertwining easily with
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And yep, I love to play the guitar~
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Do you play any instruments?
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No, Echo does not.
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Hey, is that kid who I think it is?
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Romanito was so cute when he was little, wasn't he?
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[brb not getting it.]
You mean the things he said, and everything?
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Well, I guess I could try? I don't know any of their music, though.
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You don't know any of Haydn or Mozart's music? What sort of concerts do you attend, then? [since classical music is the only music]
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...Whatever was on, I guess?
[Classical Austrian composers never showed up on Spanish radio? How strange. :D]
And concerts? ...Well, usually just whatever my people are playing is nice!
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I guess that's a good attitude to have, but what were you singing about? And to whom?
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Uhm...I think I was singing about tomatoes. And bananas. And there was something about a dog...
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I've always loved your music.
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Ahaha, thanks, Belgium! I'll have to play again sometime. It's been awhile.
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