Ami hid a smile as she watched Usagi hurry off to the sunroom, before walking slowly after the bubbly blonde. Passing through the sunroom, Ami headed into the much smaller music room. There were a few people already in here, but most were engaged in conversations already. It didn't bother her - Ami was quite happy to just sit quietly in a corner.
She wandered over to the stringed instruments, spotting a small, incredibly dusty lap harp. She gazed at it longlingly before stroking the wood of the harp. Dust came off in her hands. The harp reminded Ami of her Mercury Lyre. She took it down carefully, using her shirt to rub off most of the dust. Taking it to a nearby corner of the room, Ami plucked a few strings lovingly. It was horribly out of tune, but Ami didn't care. She couldn't really play except on her Mercury Lyre, but was comforted by the harp regardless.
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She wandered over to the stringed instruments, spotting a small, incredibly dusty lap harp. She gazed at it longlingly before stroking the wood of the harp. Dust came off in her hands. The harp reminded Ami of her Mercury Lyre. She took it down carefully, using her shirt to rub off most of the dust. Taking it to a nearby corner of the room, Ami plucked a few strings lovingly. It was horribly out of tune, but Ami didn't care. She couldn't really play except on her Mercury Lyre, but was comforted by the harp regardless.