Club
Mao: Hey! Sean! Meet Sophie, she came to see how everything works here.
Me: Isn't there a class today?
Mao: Well, I had to outwit you, but don't worry, we won't force you.
Sean continued to look at me with the same beastly look.
Sean: Oh, I'm sorry, I probably scared you. If you need something you can always come here, always ready to help.
Sean returned to his previous state. Maybe it seemed to me?
Wrong ...
Mao: Here you can test your knowledge of music and singing. I'll go away. Shawn, check it out, please.
Mao went out and closed the door behind her.
Sean silently walked closer to me, leaned over and whispered.
Sean: So what? Check you out?
The guy walked over to the piano and gestured for me to sit next to him. I was a little embarrassed, went up to him and sat down. Why is he looking at me like that? We started the test. He played a light melody, and I had to sing the lyrics he gave me.
Sean: Hmm ... You're not good at it, I think you can join the choir. You have good hearing and good voice.
Me: You won't hear me, will you?
Sean: Don't worry, everyone in the choir sings together, it won't be noticeable if you're wrong. So why are you joining the club?
Sean silently looked at me and waited for me to make a decision. I was terribly interested in why he behaved like that at the first meeting. Hmm ... Need to know more. In any case, I will find out and immediately leave the club.
Me: Yes, I will join the club.
He smiled oddly when I said that. How to say? It looks like ... In the eyes of someone who has just found a prey trapped.
Me: W ... Sean?
Sean: Sorry. Have you ever been in a choir?
Me not. It will be hard?
Sean: Not a bit. If you try, everything will work out. Isn't it nice when no one is here like now?
He approached me. We are sitting in a chair in front of the piano. And we look into each other's eyes. His eyes show my worried face.
Me: Isn't there a class today?
Mao: Well, I had to outwit you, but don't worry, we won't force you.
Sean continued to look at me with the same beastly look.
Sean: Oh, I'm sorry, I probably scared you. If you need something you can always come here, always ready to help.
Sean returned to his previous state. Maybe it seemed to me?
Wrong ...
Mao: Here you can test your knowledge of music and singing. I'll go away. Shawn, check it out, please.
Mao went out and closed the door behind her.
Sean silently walked closer to me, leaned over and whispered.
Sean: So what? Check you out?
The guy walked over to the piano and gestured for me to sit next to him. I was a little embarrassed, went up to him and sat down. Why is he looking at me like that? We started the test. He played a light melody, and I had to sing the lyrics he gave me.
Sean: Hmm ... You're not good at it, I think you can join the choir. You have good hearing and good voice.
Me: You won't hear me, will you?
Sean: Don't worry, everyone in the choir sings together, it won't be noticeable if you're wrong. So why are you joining the club?
Sean silently looked at me and waited for me to make a decision. I was terribly interested in why he behaved like that at the first meeting. Hmm ... Need to know more. In any case, I will find out and immediately leave the club.
Me: Yes, I will join the club.
He smiled oddly when I said that. How to say? It looks like ... In the eyes of someone who has just found a prey trapped.
Me: W ... Sean?
Sean: Sorry. Have you ever been in a choir?
Me not. It will be hard?
Sean: Not a bit. If you try, everything will work out. Isn't it nice when no one is here like now?
He approached me. We are sitting in a chair in front of the piano. And we look into each other's eyes. His eyes show my worried face.
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