Snippet #1943620

Avia wrapped her arms around her body. She didn't want anyone to notice that she had a flute in her pocket. She had to find somewhere to practice the flute.

Avia recently took up the flute when she realized she needed a transportable instrument. You can't really carry around a piano or a violin without an official seeing you. They are too noticeable. Avia has a piano at home, deep inside the wall in her basement, used for emergencies only. And when no one within a 15 mile radius is around, which wouldn't be often.

Avia was walking quickly through the streets, until she was on the outskirts of the city. Then she turned. Then, she opened a door at the end of the alleyway.

She found this place when she was running from some city cops. She was quite nimble, being tiny. They chased her to the edge of the city, but since they couldn't leave, they just gave up. Avia had ran into the first door that was unlocked and noticed that it was deserted and unoccupied.

I'll come here one day, she thought. I'll play an instrument here. And behold, the time has come.

When Avia walked through the door, though, she noticed that the room wasn't empty. She quickly put her flute back into her coat and looked at the two people standing in front of her.