~ omaggio ~

[mess_of_notes]

They're working on the practice rooms in the music building or something. It stinks too much, so Nodame is going to use the piano in the dorm lounge... ._.

[ "Grande Valse Brilliante" by Chopin thus begins drifting through the corriders. A very smelly, hasn't-washed-her-hair-in-3-days girl sways to the beat as she plunks away at the piano with

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[mysisterishot]

Sounds like Strychnine poisoning. Or Rachmaninoff.

[mess_of_notes]

*pauses playing 'cause she forgot what was next* ..mukya?

It's not either. It's Chopin.

[mysisterishot]

*snickers a little*

It was trying to be. Where'd you learn?

[mess_of_notes]

Umu... I heard it on a CD at home a couple of weeks ago. *thought he meant the piece*

--Oh. But if you mean how to play, then I learned when I was a child. My parents paid for the lessons.

*changes the subject nice and quick* Hey, have you heard that piece before? What part did I mess up?