The Selection - Official Roleplay

𝒜𝓂𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝐵𝓁𝒶𝓀𝑒:

Lia watched as Kendall made her way to where she herself had been sitting only a few minutes earlier – well, before the Kandy fiasco and the Prince’s outburst. Though Amelia was slightly upset, it seemed that her friend Kendall exemplified her views – though she could only hope that it wouldn’t impede her from speaking to the prince. She watched intently for a few moments, Kendall making her way towards where the Prince was sitting, although quickly became distracted as her maids entered to room.

“So, we heard there was a party and we weren’t invited?”

These words brought a laugh to Amelia’s lips, she really loved her maids – easily resonating with her own personality. “It was a rave – I can’t believe you two missed the party of the century?”

Shaking their heads, her maids brought out a rack of a few outfit changes for Amelia as her dress had been damaged moments earlier. Though after a few minutes of looking at one after another “extravagant dress”, Lia grabbed a creme floor-length gown. “I’ll be right back,” Amelia yelled as she ran off to the bathroom, leaving the maids behind.

As she entered the bathroom, she slipped out of the damaged dress and into a new one. Although, as she looked in the mirror – a sigh left her lips. The girl she found looking back at her wasn’t… well… her. However, at that moment, an idea entered her head. She slowly moved her right hand towards her left shoulder, where the elegant sleeve of her dress begun. With one swift motion, Amelia Blake pulled the sleeve clean off. With that, Lia’s smile grew and she continued – pulling the right sleeve off and then, ripping the bottom of her dress – making it shorter than it was earlier.

After a few more minutes of unsolicited adjustments, Amelia looked in the mirror once more – a grin now accompanying her features as she gathered the scattered items and cloth and made her way back to her maids. As she entered the room, Lia swore her maid’s mouth dropped wide open. “Thank you girls, your help was much appreciated” Lia squealed as she handed one of the girls the discarded pieces.

“Amelia… you are really something else” one of the maids laughed before they all made their exit.

As Amelia took a seat, she found Kendall walking back towards her. Quickly, a grin made its way onto her lips – “Kendall!” Lia laughed, “So how did everything go? And how do you like my new outfit?” She questioned, quickly getting up and doing a turn around so she could see the full extent of her dress.


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:musical_keyboard: Kendall :musical_keyboard:

She had a new dress on. I hardly even noticed it though because I was replaying the events that had just occurred. It made me sad knowing my friendship with Lia would be coming to an end soon. I looked as she twirled around with grace and I smiled at her. It was gorgeous. She was gorgeous. Why couldn’t I look like that? A mystery I will never solve.

“You look amazing.” I said as she sat back down. “White and cream are really your colors.” I added smiling. But she asked how it went. I felt it. No. I couldn’t cry. I wouldn’t not here. Not now. Not where the Prince could glance over and see me. Not where any of the girls could see me (besides Lia) and call me weak. But it was bound to happen as soon as we left this room. “It… I’ll tell you later just-“ I said not knowing what to say. I wasn’t making eye contact with Lia though. I tried to hide my sadness, although I knew it was showing anyways. I should leave.

That’s when I remembered. Music room. Lia and I had made plans to go to the music room after we spoke with Austen. That was the best possible thing for me right now. Putting my sadness and madness at myself of the keys and strings and putting it to words. I finally made eye contact with her as I said, “Let’s go to the music room.” I was going whether she was coming or not. I figured she would come, but who knows. It would be nice to talk to someone right now about my stupidness.


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The Nurse
“Paisley, you know that’s a lovely name. I’m sure her personality and beauty are just as lovely.” Gene smiled. “Your parents didn’t purposely name you Payton and Paisley so you two would match, did they?” She asked curiously, perhaps it was pure accident, perhaps it was on purpose, there may have been no way of knowing.

“Wait where do you sleep then?” This brought a kind smile at Gene’s face as she gently laughed at Payton’s question, clearly most girls here didn’t understand the workings of living in the place you worked. “You see we are in the basement floor, a floor just as large as every other floor in the castle. It mostly consists of where we work, medical wing, storage, kitchen. It also has out living quarters. A giant area full of rooms about half the size of this room we are currently in, about 3 of us live in each room. And beside it are the guard’s chambers, mostly the same thing, but for guards.” She shrugged. “We have rights still, Payton.” she chuckled, “We are allowed up usually when it’s not busy, something like the selection we have been ordered to remain down here unless an emergency. They can have maids and guards walking around, but it would likely ruin the magic of everything is housekeepers, cooks and medical staff walking around. We have a small lounge down here for lunchbreaks and what not, and there is a secret staircase for us to be able to get fresh air.” she explained with a shrug, casual about near slavery, just slavery with good pay.

“Ohh, someones blushing. You already like the prince a bit, don’t you?” She smirked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestivly as she leaned forwards.



Austen Frinton-Smith & Gemma Romano

Austen watched as a girl with red hair approached him. She was wearing a blue dress, the same color blue that happened to be his favourite.
“Buongiorno your highness. I’m Gemma Romano, from Carolina. It’s an honor to have this opportunity.”
He smiled as she spoke Italian. Well, she could have just been saying the single word in Italian that she knew. “Please, the honor’s all mine. Of course, you already know who I am, but if you don’t; I’m Austen Frinton-Smith, son of King Clarkson Smith, from Angeles.” He was trying to be funny, but he wasn’t sure if it came of that way.
“This whole thing is kind of crazy isn’t it?"
He was a bit confused, but he kept a smile on his face. “Well, yeah. That’s what happens when you have 35 girls all competing for the same guy. You’re going to have at least one crazy person. So, Gemma, what do you do in your free time?”

@Littlefeets - Gemma

Austen Frinton-Smith & Jasmine Gold

“I don’t know… I’m lowkey kind of tired but I mean, that’s life, even if you don’t want to do something you just have to suck it up and bear with it.”
He rubbed the back of his neck out of embarrassment. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that. I didn’t realise that all of the other girls would have to get up so early. I thought it was only me.” He let the disappointment show on his face. “You kind of get used to doing stuff you don’t want to.” He laughed, he had been a Prince way to long. All of the responsibilities started piling up.
“Well…What do you think is the most important quality in a person?”
He had to think about it for a few moments. “I’m not too sure. I guess whoever would be the best queen for Illea.” He didn’t really get to choose a most important quality in a person. He just kind of went along with however people acted, because who was he to say anything? “What do you look for in a suitable partner?” It was along the lines of the question she just asked.

@HyperKari - Jasmine

Austen Frinton-Smith & Anagene Wellington

“First, I would wish for all the time in the world,"
He nodded. “Yes, that would be pretty awesome. But wouldn’t you get bored?”
“biggest, grandest ranch in the world, with every breed of horse imaginable,”
He smiled, “I don’t know if we have every breed of horse, but we do have a lot of horses in the stables. Maybe I could show them to you?”
“And Third, I’d wish to get to know more about you.”
“I think that there is a very big possibility of that happening.”
“What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?”
He looked down at his feet, let out a deep breath, and said, “I was just starting archery, and my trainer was standing right beside me. I had my bow, with an arrow, I accidentally aimed down, and shot him in the foot. I’m not too sure what happened to him, but I got a new trainer immediately after so, I assume he didn’t want to be anywhere near me.” He looked up at her. “But now you’ve piqued my interest. What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?”

@GlitterFist - Anagene


:football: Payton :football:

“She’s a lot to take in, but I love her so much.” I said just thinking about her running around the house barking orders at everybody. It made me smile. “Not so we would match necessarily. They really liked the name Paisley along with other names, but they picked it because it started with a P like my name so… kinda?” I said. Sometimes I wished I had Paisley’s name. It was so pretty. And it wasn’t known as a “boy’s name.” I mean almost every person I met said “isn’t that a boy’s name?” or thought it. I could tell by their faces.

Why did she laugh at my question? Was it that simple to understand that it shouldn’t even be a question? She said they had living quarters half the size of this room. How was that fair. How could they give a person a room the size of this one? I mean, us of the Selected got huge rooms?! There are 3 of us living in each room. My mouth dropped. 3?!?! That was just- “At least you aren’t completely stuck down here.” I said. I didn’t know what else to say. Was that a normal thing? A normal thing that 3 people sleep in a room that is hardly big enough to hold one person and their belongings? I couldn’t see how that would be. If anything, that’s the treatment the Selected should be getting.

I blushed even harder. I just smiled at the ground. “Maybe…” I said quietly while keeping my smile. “But I don’t want to like him!” I said louder and looking at her. I really didn’t want to fall for him. One because I didn’t want to be seen as some sort of object of his or the palace’s. And two because I didn’t deserve to be princess or one day queen. Braylen did. I wouldn’t know what to do! I wasn’t raised to be a leader! I wouldn’t be a good partner for him either…



Destiny Harthbrooke

Shakedly, (not sure if that’s a word lmao) I took the glass of water slowly sipping it. The clear liquid was ice cold against my throat which was becoming sore, maybe it was because of the crying or maybe i was becoming ill. I honestly didn’t know.

The girl said her name was Abbie. She seemed really nice. I decided I wanted to be friends with her. “T- thank you.” I said, my tears finally slowing down. Tear stains were on the neck of my dress and my grey cardigan. I tried to wipe my eyes with the corner of my sleeve. My nose was running and blocked. It wasn’t very comfortable. I felt like I was ill but how could I be sure?

I mean, that happens when you cry but you don’t usually get a sore throat do you? It’s probably nothing. I took another sip of water. Besides, I can’t call in sick before I talk to the prince can I?


𝒜𝓂𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝐵𝓁𝒶𝓀𝑒:

Lia watched as Kendall turned herself away from Amelia, though just for a moment, Lia knew something was wrong. Amelia had been known to have a sixth sense for people’s emotions – even if they were hiding it well. And at that moment in the pit of her stomach, Amelia knew something was off. This thought was confirmed as she heard the girl’s next murmur:

“It… I’ll tell you later just- “

With that, Amelia had already subconsciously begin figuring out what in the hell she could do to make the girl sitting before her feel better – or, at the very least, get her mind off what ever had her feeling such away. When the girl offered to go to the music room, a grin grew upon her features as she jumped up off the seat and looped Kendall’s arm within her own before making their way to the coveted music room they had only seen a glance of the day before.

On the walk there, Amelia didn’t dare say anything. She knew Kendall would likely prefer the silence to mull over whatever had occurred and wanted to giver her slight room to breathe – though as they entered the music room once more, Lia’s smile grew.

“Alright, Kendall…” She whispered bringing her over to the grand piano and sitting her down on the bench. “Play it out,” explained. For Amelia – she knew whenever emotions clouded her mind, the only thing that helped her was music – allowing those emotions to come out through her voice or melodies. Although she wasn’t sure if the girl shared the same sentiments, it didn’t hurt to try.



Azura Cole

I smiled as he said that he liked chess and suspected I did too. "Yeah it’s one of my favorite games maybe we should play it sometime. " I say smiling as I think about how fun it would be to get to play chess with him not just to get to know him better but to get to do something we both enjoyed together. I leaned back in my seat as he talked about how he viewed the one. “I mean I agree with you that love is something that has to grow between people. It isnt just something that magically happens.” I leaned in when he began to laugh at what I had asked him. “A few of the other contestants told me that.” I said a bit confused that he was laughing. I was shocked when he asked me if I wanted to go home. “No I have no intentions of going home. Especially now you seem really nice and I would like to get to know you better.” As I say this I see a guard walking towards us and know I have to leave now. I nod smiling at him and stand up. “Hopefully I will see you again soon Austen.” I wave and then walk away with the guard



:musical_keyboard: Kendall :musical_keyboard:

I could see her searching my face for things that could’ve just happened. But she didn’t question me. She was nice like that. Instead, she picked me up out of my seat and almost drug me to the music room. Once again I saw the glory of it that I had only seen once before. I don’t think anything else in the whole world could be as beautiful and astonishing as this very room. And I was lucky enough to be in it. She sat me down on the piano for me to play. I looked at the piano first, taking in its glory. Black and so shiny, and obviously recently polished.

I then looked back at her for a second while I thought of what to play. But it came to me quick. I motioned first her to either sit on top of the piano or right beside me. I took a deep breath, let my fingers fall onto the clean, shiny keys and let them play the song that I had played millions of times before. The words had no connection to my situation, but the emotion did. I just was closing my eyes as I let my vocal chords and fingers play by muscle memory. That was something I loved about music. You didn’t have to think. You could just let the rest of the world melt away for a few minutes. And that was what I needed right now. Some might say it’s dramatic, but what was being dramatic anyways? Dramatic is being over the top, but what if those ‘over the top’ actions are just the authentic ones?



Gemma Romano

Gemma chuckled a little at the prince introducing himself as if she didn’t know who he was. She looked him over with a smile, he was attractive, and from the little she knew he did seem to be nice. “Well, it’s not every day that a girl gets to meet the prince of her kingdom, any girl would be lucky to have this opportunity. I don’t imagine most would feel lucky to speak with a girl like me.” Many wouldn’t feel like there was anything special about speaking with a poor five who had poor health throughout her childhood, and some may not even like the thought of speaking with a girl that had been born to an eight. “I guess you’re right. Odds are at least one of 35 girls will be very extreme. Hopefully for everyone’s sake, and especially yours, the rest of us are all genuine.” Gemma did hope that prince Austen would choose to be with her at the end of The Selection. She didn’t think he actually would, but she at least hoped that whoever he fell in love with would love him deeply in return and be a good queen alongside him. She didn’t know Austen, but all of Illea deserved a king and queen who loved each other and would do right by their kingdom. “Well, I don’t usually have much free time. When I’m not in school, I’m usually doing any little odd job someone will pay me for. Otherwise, I’m with my dad. Either helping him with poetry or a performance, or just spending time together. I do like listening to music, reading, and any type of theatre, but I don’t get much time for it. What sort of things do you do whenever you have time free, or well what would you rather do or where would you rather be right now?”



Destiny Harthbrooke

And just like that my name was called. Shoot.

Hastidly, (don’t know if that’s a word either) I pulled my cardigan over my knee length green dress.

It buttoned up at the front. Had straps. Had a sweetheart neckline but most importantly, pockets. This dress had pockets! I smiled at the thought. I didn’t know that dresses could have pockets. The dress was simple and went down to my knees. It was comfortable and cool. It was by far the nicest thing I’ve ever worn.

My gray cardigan stuck out like a sore thumb. It was a tad on the shabby side. Fluffy from being worn so often. But there was no way I could take this off.

I walked over to the prince. He was sat back in a chair waiting patiently. Oh Irene, did I make a mistake coming here?

I politely bobbed my head before sitting down, fiddling with the corners of my sleeves, unable to make eye contact with him. I but my lip as I said, “H-hello your highness, my name’s Destiny.”

I tried to think of some things to ask, “How are you? Are you okay?” I asked nervously, I hope I wasn’t being too bold. My eyes still felt puffy and we’re still quite red, I kept sniffling. “Do you like flowers? Oh! What’s your favourite flower?” I started to relax a little, he didn’t seem so scary. “Do you like movies? I’ve only ever got to see one but it seemed really fun… I think… I think it was called… The Wizard of Oz! Yes! That’s it! Have you ever watched it before?” I pulled my cardigan back up, it was still a bit big for me so it kept falling down. “Who are you friends with?” Maybe, maybe that was too personal.

“Do you like animals? I love dogs and foxes and deer and birds oh! And bunnies are really cute!”

Her outfit



Anagene Wellington

He smiled, “I don’t know if we have every breed of horse, but we do have a lot of horses in the stables. Maybe I could show them to you?” Ana gasped. “Really? Oh, that’d be amazing! Do you know how to ride?” She asked.

“I was just starting archery, and my trainer was standing right beside me. I had my bow, with an arrow, I accidentally aimed down, and shot him in the foot." “Yeesh!” She winced. “I asked for the most embarrassing, not the most brutal.” She joked. "I got a new trainer immediately after so, I assume he didn’t want to be anywhere near me.” “Huh.” She said and shrugged. “His loss, then.” “But now you’ve piqued my interest. What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?” “Ah! That’s no fair! You can’t ask the same question I just asked!” She said, chuckling nervously. But eventually she started shuffling around, and confessed.

“When I was 12, I got my first crush. His name was Adam Cooper. I decided that I would get him a present for his next birthday, and tell him how I felt then. All the neighborhood kids were invited to the party, and I’d lost him in the crowd. But when I went to give him his gift, I saw him kissing another boy- On the lips. It was too late to change my gift or my card, so I just had to sit there and watch him read through my corny poem and awkwardly put my flower wreath to the side. I thought I was going to die!” She chuckled.

“Okay, My turn: What’s your deepest, darkest fear?”



:diamond_shape_with_a_dot_inside: Jasmine :diamond_shape_with_a_dot_inside:

‘What do you look for in a suitable partner?’ He asked.
It was similar to the question that I had just asked him.
‘I want to have someone who I can have fun with, who has a sense of humor and can understand me. I don’t want a boring life. I need someone to interest me and make me laugh at the same time, if you know what I mean.’ I responded.

‘And most importantly, that person has to be themselves. I hate it when people lie to me or put on an act. It just makes me feel…betrayed and not worthy of anything.’

I sighed. I tried not to think of my past relationships. I held back my tears and smiled. ‘What’s the most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done or would like to do?’ I asked.


image and Gemma Romano
I don’t imagine most would feel lucky to speak with a girl like me. “I do.” I say with a reassuring smile, trying to make her feel better. I didn’t really agree with the caste system that we have, but it is tradition, and there isn’t really much I can do about it.
Hopefully for everyone’s sake, and especially yours, the rest of us are all genuine. “Yeah hopefully.” I say this with a laugh, trying to hide how nervous I am about this. Most of the girls have seemed very kind and authentic, but I really don’t know what goes on behind the scenes, which worries me. I focus back on Gemma, who is telling me about what she likes to do.
I do like listening to music, reading, and any type of theatre, but I don’t get much time for it. “Do you have a favorite book? I’ve grown a love of reading considering there is not much else to do, I was wondering if I’ve maybe read it.”
What sort of things do you do whenever you have time free, or well what would you rather do or where would you rather be right now? “Well, I enjoy archery, reading, chess, and different types of puzzle games.”

image and Destiny Harthbrooke
I watch as a beautiful girl walks over shyly, wearing a green button up dress and a cardigan. Her outfit was much more casual than the other girls, but she seemed like a sweet girl. She stuttered as she introduced herself, and I could tell she was a bit nervous. “Please, call me Austen.” I say, trying to let her know that there was no need for the formalities.
How are you? Are you okay? “Well, this whole situation is a bit new to me, but I guess I am doing alright. What about you? How are you feeling?”
She started bombarding me with questions all of a sudden which was quite cute. One minute she was talking about flowers, then the Wizard of Oz, and then animals. I laughed “Woah, slow down there, I can only answer one at a time.” I say smiling. "I don’t really have a favorite flower, but I suppose daisies are nice. I’ve read the Wizard of Oz, but I haven’t actually seen the film before. And I also like Foxes, they are very cunning and smart."I decide to skip over the question about friends, hoping it wouldn’t come back up again. It has been very lonely growing up in the palace, so I couldn’t really say I had many. “Does that answer your questions?” I say jokingly. “So tell me about yourself, what do you like to do in your free time?”

image and Anagene Wellington
Do you know how to ride? “Well, I used to ride quite a bit as a kid, but it’s been a while since I’ve last ridden. However, maybe we could go out riding sometime.” I say smiling.
I listen as she tells me all about her embarrassing first crush experience, and I burst out laughing. “I’m sorry, that’s just so unfortunately funny. I would love to have read that poem though.” I say jokingly.
What’s your deepest, darkest fear? “Hmm, I’m not quite sure. I’ve never really liked clowns all too much, and I’m also a bit claustrophobic. What is yours?”

image and Jasmine Gold

I listen as Jasmine describes the qualities she looks for in a partner, and I see her start to tear up. I feel bad that my question probably brought up some bad memories. I debate wether or not to bring it up, but I decide to just ignore it.
What is the most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done or would like to do? “I’m not quite sure about that one. I would like to maybe do one of those road trips across the country, to really see each province. What about you?”

@Skyler2 - how on earth do you do this so well :joy:


Anagene Wellington

“I’m claustrophobic, too!” Ana smiled, glad they had something in common. “But that can’t be your deepest, darkest fear, can it? You can be honest with me, Your Highness. I’m just a peasant, who am I going to tell?”

She took a deep breath. “If you want, I can go first? My biggest fear is… getting old. Whenever I think about it, it gets me all hot and panicky. I start to breathe fast.” Ana panted, realizing it was happening right now. Was that why she suddenly smelled feces? “I just… I hate old people. And babies are bad too, but at least they can be cute, and they can grow up into something amazing. Old people… they have nothing else to do but revert to the same state they were in as babies, only worse.” She suddenly realized she was ranting and looked up at the Prince. “I’m sorry. I hope I didn’t scare you off with my rambling…”



:diamond_shape_with_a_dot_inside: Jasmine :diamond_shape_with_a_dot_inside:

The prince explained the most spontaneous thing he would like to do and to be honest, it sounded kind of boring. Road trips. Really? However, I tried not to show that it sounded kind of boring and instead, I put on a fake smile and pretended to be interested in that.

‘That’s…interesting.’ I said.

‘So, do you like scary movies or movies in general, if so, what’s your favourite as well?’ I asked.


Destiny Harthbrooke

“O- okay.” I still couldn’t look at the prince, I didn’t answer his question, if anything, my red and puffy eyes indicated how I was feeling. “I love making daisy chains and flower crowns. I don’t have books at home, I never knew it was a book.” I nodded meekly and answered his next question. “I’m a performer, I can play piano and violin. Do you play and instruments?” I asked curiously. “I live with my two younger sisters, my dad and my grandma. My papa is a performer as well.” I thought. “I don’t really have free time to be honest, I’m either practising, or working.”

“What about you? If you don’t mind me asking, what are your hobbies?” I started to relax a bit. “Do you have any pets? What’s your favourite colour? What’s your favourite season?.” My face dropped. “S- sorry. I talk a lot when I’m nervous.”


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𝒜𝓂𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝐵𝓁𝒶𝓀𝑒

Taking a seat on top of the piano, Amelia closed her eyes to the melodic voice of the girl. She felt the gentle vibrations of the piano hitting her body. At this moment, a sad smile reached Lia’s lips and tears begin coming down her face. Lia didn’t necessarily resonate with the lyrics, but she resonated with the emotions that escaped Kendall - it was… real.

Lia stayed quiet until the girl finished, and for even a few moments after that - allowing the last cord to echo off the room. With that she got up and wiped the tears on her face, sitting down next to the girl and giving her a hug. “Thank you for sharing that with me, Kendall” she whispered. There wasn’t much to say besides that.

Though, as they sat, Lia knew she needed to pick the energy of the room up. With a slight laugh, Amelia went to the corner of the room and grabbed a notepad - scribbling down the lyrics she had come up with early that morning. Though unfinished, perhaps singing with Kendall could spark inspiration for the unfinished song.

Running back towards Kendall, she put the notepad in front of her and gave the girl a mischievous smile - “C’mon let’s cheer up, I need help!” she laughed, grabbing an acoustic guitar and taking her seat on top of the piano as she had before.

“Jump in when you can, It’s unfinished though,” she stated, and then begin strumming the guitar - saying the words she had written this morning in a slightly more upbeat tone.

I was scared of dentists and the dark
I was scared of pretty girls and starting conversations
Oh, all my friends are turning green
You’re the magician’s assistant in their dreams

Oh and they come unstuck

A smile appeared on her lips as she joined her with the piano, helping her with the chorus of the song.

Lady, running down to the riptide
Taken away to the dark side
I wanna be your left hand man
I love you when you’re singing that song and
I got a lump in my throat 'cause
You’re gonna sing the words wrong

Though, as she approached the next verse - she allowed Kendall to take over - a smile reaching her features as she did exactly that.

As the song came to an end, her grin had grown bigger - “Well, now that was fun. How about we finish that duet that had “potential” now?”



:musical_keyboard: Kendall :musical_keyboard:

As the final quiet but meaningful chord hit the walls of the room, I opened my eyes to find Lia sitting on the piano as I had motioned her to do earlier. Thank you Thank you??? “There is no need to thank me.” I said smiling and looking at the ground. So suddenly she laughed and hopped off her seat on the piano. She went over and grabbed something, that I realized was a sheet over paper she was writing on as she walked over. I looked at the note sheet as I laughed. This would be fun?

She had brought a guitar with her and starting singing an unfamiliar original by her. I was a bit confused by the words when I was reading through them, I mean she was singing about dentists? Maybe the duet idea wouldn’t do me so well… but when she started singing, that thought raced out the back of my mind. The odd chords with the song fit so well with her voice. I joined in for a higher harmony on the Ohs which sounded quite nice. I smiled as I harmonized the chorus while still figuring out the chords for the piano. I looked at the chord shapes so I could remember. Am, G, and C for 2 measures. :joy: I actually know this song on guitar soooo…

Soon enough, the song came to an epic ending, both of us coming out smiling. She asked about the potential I had given her lyrics before. I skip my fingers off the keys as I said, “ohhhhh yea. I’m sorry tho- what did you have?” I couldn’t remember exactly what she wrote… but we could work together to make it great.


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