The dia outside was pleasently shining and the sky had a cloudless blue. The air was as fresh as a margarida and everyone seemed to be enjoying it very much. You enjoyed it too but from inside the room where you were listening to Austria play his piano with sweet emotion. You relaxed as you heard him play and felt yourself swaying in the music.
The música 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 piano so red and sweaty.