She held out her guitar, fingers brushing against the strings absently. Nina smiled, remembering how her older sibling taught her to play on the instrument: the joy both of them shared on that evening.
cosmicwonder
He found the guitar in the storeroom. It was dusty and the strings were rotten, but he gave it to his sister to repair. But even once it was repaired, it still didn’t regain its former brilliance in tone or in its musical style. He looked at it, as if betrayed and returned it to the storeroom.
Chanpheng
he strummed absentmindedly, listening to the drone of voices around him. If he stopped strumming, he’d have to engage – and engaging in conversation with these people was the last thing he wanted to do.
It’s not that he couldn’t socialise – it’s that to do so with strangers would bring him real, physical symptoms. It’s that he couldn’t handle. The racing heart, the dizziness, the anxiety. A sea of unpredictable, uncontrollable possibilities.
She held out her guitar, fingers brushing against the strings absently. Nina smiled, remembering how her older sibling taught her to play on the instrument: the joy both of them shared on that evening.
He found the guitar in the storeroom. It was dusty and the strings were rotten, but he gave it to his sister to repair. But even once it was repaired, it still didn’t regain its former brilliance in tone or in its musical style. He looked at it, as if betrayed and returned it to the storeroom.
he strummed absentmindedly, listening to the drone of voices around him. If he stopped strumming, he’d have to engage – and engaging in conversation with these people was the last thing he wanted to do.
It’s not that he couldn’t socialise – it’s that to do so with strangers would bring him real, physical symptoms. It’s that he couldn’t handle. The racing heart, the dizziness, the anxiety. A sea of unpredictable, uncontrollable possibilities.