i’ve had a piano since long before sburb.
You chuckle.
well, it did kind of have to realchemized. you may not remember this, but you destroyed it. remaking it took some work. do you need one to play? because if you do play this one, just don’t destroy it.

I’m not that violent of a pianist, John.
You can’t resist a little bit of a laugh as well.
I don’t really remember all that well, no, but I apologize regardless. I won’t make the mistake of playing Sburb again, so your precious instrument is safe.
(Source : orphiste-blog)
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