Strings Attached [C]

as much as he enjoyed his own club activities, the truth was that theodore massinger had always felt the need to visit other clubs as well... mostly because the leisure club didn't even have daily meetings like many others. leaving for the dormitory seemed to make little sense when he could very well just stay in the academic building to access the music rooms. he usually had no problem getting in, being a former fine arts club member and all.

he was wandering down the corridor in search of an available practice space when, amongst the clashing melodies from various rooms came a catchy tune. a tune that he couldn't quite put his finger on but was familiar with enough that it had caught his attention. grey eyes blinking, he suddenly began to press his ear against the different doors as he continued to move down the hallway, now looking much more suspicious and much less like the 'aristocrat' that he usually claimed to be.

when he finally located the exact room that he was searching for, the brunet's fingers reached for the doorknob. carefully, he twisted the knob to open the door. he had all the intentions to sneak in without the occupant noticing and, probably would've succeeded had her playing come to a stop right when he was halfway into the room.

"mm." came the awkward but faint noise through his throat. there was a moment's silence as he simply stayed still, with half of his body hidden behind the door. nevertheless, the junior quickly recovered and was all sparkles and smiles again as he fully slipped into the room. right hand combing through his hair from his bangs, his other hand held itself out as though he was holding an invisible tray. eyes closed, he waltzed across the room and approached the pinknette.

"bravo, bravo! marvelous! simply splendid!" he exclaimed, clapping his hands together as though he was some talent scout who had just discovered a new star, "could've been much better, of course, but i impressed enough to decide that i should personally deliver a compliment or two. however many you prefer, really, since i'm as generous as they come and can dish out whatever number you ask for." theodore babbled on while inwardly trying to calm his nerves from the surprise of his own bad timing.

with a small chuckle, he finally opened his eyes to look at the girl in front of him. a brow twitched almost instantly when he took notice of her hair colour. "all things aside, i am merely curious about the title of that repertoire you just played. i would certainly like to know, if that's alright with you... the sooner the better, in fact. that pink is causing me quite the distraught." a hand lifted to vaguely wave in the air, like he was chasing away a buzzing fly instead.