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daphne greengrass is [bulletproof];; (daphne__g) wrote in wished,

For the sake of both of them she better not remember any of this, there was no doubt when sobriety began to take over her mind once more, she was going to be furious. The girl was a very private person, she didn't like sharing parts of her that she held dear and close, her talent for the violin was included with that. Why she was even bothering with playing for Nikolas completely escaped her mind at the moment. Instead, she allowed the music to take over all rhyme and reason. As the last note dragged out slowly, it lingered in the air, wrapping Daphne in that warm comforting blanket of music.

As the feeling began to wash away, Daphne lowered the violin to rest back in her lap, "I don't like performing." Glancing down at the instrument, fingers idly traced the strings, drawing a subtle, and gentle sigh from the violin as the brush from her fingers produced a quiet C note. "Have you ever put so much passion into something, and then shared it, and just had people take it for granted?" Glancing over at Nikolas, blue eyes stared directly at him, probably more intently then she meant to, but this was drunk Daphne. She wasn't hesitant to open up to someone in this state of mind, and she didn't second guess herself with alcohol backing her up.

Shifting slightly, she moved to lean back against the wall. The cool surface of the stones sent a shiver through her body as she began to pluck on the strings of the violin. This entire situation was a bit awkward, both of them were trying to escape something that neither of them could help, or stop. And what's more, this thing they were trying to escape was something that involved both of them. At least they were doing a pretty good job of distracting each other.