If he were pressed, Scar would not have placed BJ for an enjoyer of music, much less one who knows how to play it. What an odd guitar... Maybe he can't reach the fret board of a regular one?
Scar lingers in his silence, looming behind BJ's line of sight, and it's his Skitty who bounces up to the tiny music man's side with a trill. She approaches with curious sniffs... mainly to BJ's feet, but to the instrument as well.
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If he were pressed, Scar would not have placed BJ for an enjoyer of music, much less one who knows how to play it. What an odd guitar... Maybe he can't reach the fret board of a regular one?
Scar lingers in his silence, looming behind BJ's line of sight, and it's his Skitty who bounces up to the tiny music man's side with a trill. She approaches with curious sniffs... mainly to BJ's feet, but to the instrument as well.