The giorno outside was pleasently shining and the sky had a cloudless blue. The air was as fresh as a margherita and everyone seemed to be enjoying it very much. te enjoyed it too but from inside the room where te were listening to Austria play his Pianoforte with sweet emotion. te relaxed as te heard him play and felt yourself swaying in the music.
The Musica sounded so beautiful until- "DUNN!" You turned and looked at Austria with a stunned look on your face. He never would mess up when playing. His fingers were shaking and he was looking at the Pianoforte so red and sweaty.