time off
The drums of the music are resonating inside of her lungs and she could burst because this is so, so nice of a moment
It's nice to be able to experience intense feelings without the one of fear being part of the mix
Here, there's just the euphoria of her art, and bunch of ideas colliding inside of her head on what she could try out next time Hobie invites her to play with his friends . And thats it.
Her senses are too overloaded with everything around her for her mind to get overwhelmed with any thoughts; the soundwaves, people bobbing heads and bodies, the smell of the drinks, literally everything
Everything's part of the moment. She wouldn't change anything if she could, even if some things (like, say, the guy sing-humming a little bit too loudly on her right?) are a bit too much.
The notes of the guitar are the same ones, making up a riff, again and again, and then they start getting a little higher and higher. She notices it right away, obviously (when she spaces out, she can sometimes hear the electric current buzzing. she's a musician. that means she's obviously going to notice).
So she just knows the song is either going to hit a more hectic moment or a solo one soon.
Her heart beats inside of her rib cage even quicker than it normally does. And, for once, that's not a bad thing. Wich, wohoo! You go, life. Thanks for allowing her a moment of respite.
Closing her eyes, she gets to just focus on the music and, wow. The musicians are killing it. Litterally killing it: Chasing every negative thoughts away and out of her mind, even if it's just temporarily. Seriously, she thinks this might be the memory she'd bring out if asked how she'd create a patronus.
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