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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/3/2017 2:02:15 AM
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Quincy then did something quite random. He slapped himself, hard. He wiped his eyes of tears and blew his nose into a handkerchief, packing up his cello.
"I should have just shut up..." he said, sniffling. He picked up the cello case with the cello inside and grunted as he lifted it.
"Im sorry for yelling..." he said quietly as he walked past her, grunting from the weight of the instrument.
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She just sat there, looking down
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Before he left, he turned around, his eyes full of misery. "I-its not fun...losing people close to you...Again, I'm sorry for yelling at you..."
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"I forgive you........"
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He sniffled again, hauling the cello back into the room and back onto the stage. How he did so by himself was a wonder to behold. He set it up again silently and began playing again, sticking to a softer tune, a rather slow one at that.
