Emi walked into her dorm and emptied her bag onto her bedside table. Their was not much, street clothes, including a hoodie and some baggy pants that she would wear incase it became nessisary to venture away form the school, different preseved foods, and a small silver flute.
She took it out and began to play a slow, sorrowful tune at first, but stopped, smiled and started to play a tune that was quick, and lively, and filled with joy. speres of water started to dance around her, harmlisly, harmonized with the music.