Poor confused little 'Mitri
Aug. 26th, 2012 10:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Dimitri has found himself not sure about his surroundings even more. The piano in his room, (he chose a room with a piano, since that's what he knows right now) has found himself becoming constantly and radically out of tune. It's like as soon as he trills a couple of measures, it's completely off again.]
How does this even happen? That's not even physically possible?
[He finally re-tunes it and tries to play again, but as soon as he does, it becomes out of tune, and he throws the sheet music and stands up.]
If I ever get home, I am changing my major. As soon as possible.
[He walks out and walks into the lobby, giving up on the piano. As much as he wants something familiar and knows it's not going to happen, he's decided to let himself sit face first on the couch, not sure what to do.]
How does this even happen? That's not even physically possible?
[He finally re-tunes it and tries to play again, but as soon as he does, it becomes out of tune, and he throws the sheet music and stands up.]
If I ever get home, I am changing my major. As soon as possible.
[He walks out and walks into the lobby, giving up on the piano. As much as he wants something familiar and knows it's not going to happen, he's decided to let himself sit face first on the couch, not sure what to do.]