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Chandra, a kind music teacher, had dropped some sheet music, scrambling to pick it up*

"Oh it's quite alright. These streets are busy, it happens."

*he kneels, pushing up his glasses before helping you pick up your things*
Pendleton: “Oh I’m so dreadfully sorry. I was not looking where I was going.” *he awkwardly stutters* “I’m sorry-“

"Hey don't worry, it's fine. Are you alright?" *She extended a hand to help him up*

Pendleton: *he flinches at first, then takes you hand. Once standing, he brushes himself off, and offers an awkward smile* “I- ah… Pendleton.” *he offers his hand*

*she took it* "Chandra. Pleasure to meet you."

*he firmly shook her hand*
Pendleton: “The pleasure is mine, really.” *he grins warmly* “Now, where were you off too?”

"I was off to the music school down the road, I teach music there."

*he grins*
Pendleton: “That’s wonderful! May I tag along? I play the violin.”

"Sure! Are you wanting violin lessons, a jam session or just coming to visit?"

Pendleton: *he flushes* “Well I’d just like to visit. I don’t… get out much.”

"Yeah sure, come on."
*she began walking again, expecting him to follow*

*he followed closely behind, every so often pushing up his glasses*

*she looked at him every once in awhile, making sure he doesn't get lost* "We're almost there."

*he seemed nervous about something. Not in a fear sort of way… more of the fear that he may be caught. But why?*
Pendleton: “You know I really appreciate you letting me come along.”

*she reached a small, quaint one-story building and opened the door* "Come in."

*Inside there were stacks of chairs against the wall, a piano, a small counter with a drawer of instrument repair tools, multiple instruments available, including brass instruments, woodwinds, and strings*

Pendleton: *in awe* “this… this is amazing!”

*She smiled* "Anything interest you here?"

*he slowly walked over to a violin, admiring how pristine it was*
Pendleton: “Could I…?”

"Of course."