[ it’s beautiful, nonetheless. eren’s self is calm when he approaches just as the final note soothes out an end to the tune. he doesn’t dare touch the violin, but his hand does clap over the musician’s elbow.
he glances around, no where to sit but the docks— it might even be a good idea to leave and find a bench just outside of bustling city borders. ]
Action;
he glances around, no where to sit but the docks— it might even be a good idea to leave and find a bench just outside of bustling city borders. ]
Not the best spot, is it.
[ it, let’s be real. it smells. ]