[Dakki had just set off for the store, intent on errands and almost entirely caught up in her Mayfield life. And then she heard music in the distance, sung by a familiar voice. Rin, that was Rin, that girl who sang in the choir, who... no, who held concerts. Who...
It made her head hurt to think about. But wanting to listen, that wasn't painful. And so she detoured down Beulah Street, letting Mayfield drift back in and continue to overwrite her real thoughts on the matter. It was so nice to hear someone sing. Especially one as talented and sweet as little Rin.
She's several houses away when Rin's song finally ends. And now would be a good time to turn around and set back off for town, the groceries wouldn't buy themselves, but...
Rin is likely to find her standing on the sidewalk, grimacing and pinching the bridge of her nose, as though she was fighting off a terrible headache.]
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It made her head hurt to think about. But wanting to listen, that wasn't painful. And so she detoured down Beulah Street, letting Mayfield drift back in and continue to overwrite her real thoughts on the matter. It was so nice to hear someone sing. Especially one as talented and sweet as little Rin.
She's several houses away when Rin's song finally ends. And now would be a good time to turn around and set back off for town, the groceries wouldn't buy themselves, but...
Rin is likely to find her standing on the sidewalk, grimacing and pinching the bridge of her nose, as though she was fighting off a terrible headache.]