– ☆ The swaying melody written in triple meter caused her frame to move naturally to the familiar piece playing quietly from the restaurant speaker above their heads. Waltzes. They were her favorite kind of pieces when it came to instrumental music. There was the aspect in which it would make anyone want to get up from their seats and begin dancing in circles, even with a minor key attached to it. 

        Regardless of the amount of ballads or hip-hop tracks in her music playlists, there’s a reserved playlist dedicated to Chopin and Vivaldi. “Chopin’s Waltz in C-Sharp Minor, Op. 64: No. 2. My absolute favorite”, she mumbles under her breath before lifting the tea cup to her lips for a small sip. “Music just follows you everywhere, huh, Mr. Pianist?” A brief chuckle releases past her lips as she sets down the delicate glass back onto its original plate, glancing up to scan over the face adjacent from hers. “It’s been a while, yeah? Both busy with our lives. Update me on things, mister! Don’t leave out a single detail.”