Re: time jump! adrian's place; dietre & hugh
Dietre was fine as long as he was playing, the moment he stopped he became well aware of Hugh’s closeness. Yes, the bench was wide enough for two people, but it was still somewhat of a tight fit. They were close enough to feel each other’s body heat if not actually have their shoulders touch. Hugh’s smile seemed like it was right there when Dietre turned to face him, he had to quickly look away.
“Um… Yes?” It didn’t feel like it was that special of a thing to manage. “They used the melody throughout the movie, and I liked it so… I paid close attention.” He was back to feeling fluttery and nervous. His fingers were itching to get playing again to relieve his stress. “I suppose the notes to me are like lyrics to a song for you. Or something like that… Does that make sense?” It was the opposite for Dietre, in a way. He always found himself paying more attention to the music than the lyrics, which did strike him as a little odd since songs were sort of like poetry set to music. He could hum a song accurately after hearing it once or twice, but ask him to tell you the lyrics he’d have no idea what they were.
“That was Chopin, by the way.” He glanced sideways at Hugh as he spoke. “It wasn’t Fantasie Impromptu though. It was Nocturne No. 2.” His fingers found the keys, “This is Fantasie Impromptu.”
Dietre was right when he said he had been showing off during his audition. The piece started off strong, an impressive flurry of notes had Dietre’s fingers dancing swiftly across the keys. It became something sweetly somber afterward, but soon the rapid notes again took over, and Dietre swayed a little as he played, caught up. It was no mystery that he got the job with just one performance. And okay, maybe his smile was a little smug when he finished, for he felt he played it even better for Hugh than he had for Caspar.