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[secretceremvnials-blog]

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lena ricci pushed her way through the throngs of bonfire-goers circling around orpheus, knocking into shoulders and sliding through gaps until she reached nathaniel — ace — wolsey, who she would often affectionately name ‘little drummer boy,’ or ‘piano man,’ much to his chagrin on both counts. tonight, though, it was his chosen moniker that fell from her lips as she brushed her hair from her face: ‘i see why you call yourself ace now,’ she said with a decisive nod, as if this were the first time she had seen orpheus live ( far from it. ) ‘you killed it! i should get you lot to play at my birthday party.’

[emmaawoodss-blog]

Emma was beyond the point of thinking rationally ( thanks to the vodka ) and all she wanted was to be close to Zephyr all night long. It started off subtly by nudging him playfully, to accidentally brushing her hand past his to now having her arms wrapped around his waist and cuddling into his side. She was always an affectionate, possibly clingy drunk to others but not usually all towards just Zephyr. Emma brushed it off by claiming she was cold a little while ago but really she wanted to be beside him -- the push behind all her actions being commanded by the alcohol she had far too quickly. “You know I had a crush on Parker once upon a time?” She admitted, giggling quietly recalling how silly the situation seemed now. “It lasted less than a week when I first talked him at the beginning of Uni but then I met you...thanks to him, right?” 

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[aiinsworths]

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                    piano music? coming from the music room? he knew the previous pianist for the jazz band had been withdrawn from ashcroft a few days ago –– so who could the artist be? parker, with his guitar strapped to his back, peered into the room. he should have guessed –– ace wolsey was probably one of the only other pianists he knew of, though at ashcroft, it seemed like everyone had SECRET talents. he knocks gently on the open door frame, a soft smile pulling at his lips. “sorry if i’m interrupting,” he says, taking a few steps into the room. “did you … uh, ever think about studying music?”