► Thien Kim
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My mood is: Pleasant, Tired
My Condition is: Fatigued, Slight Headache
I'm talking to: No One
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Thien's heels clicked on the linoleum floor at a casual pace as she finally made it to her third class of the day, which was music class. Her hair was up in a rather messy bun and the fatigue that she wore was apparent from the dark circles underneath her eyes. A yawn escaped the Asian nation as she entered through the doorway and saw the Nordics beginning to tune up their instruments. She had stayed up all night fixing her laptop since it seemed that a virus had snuck onto her hard drive. Damn Americans and their identity thefts... She thought to herself at the memory of it all, but felt some relief in knowing that she sent the nastiest counter-virus to that hacker's hard drive. Taking a seat at a piano in the corner, since she wasn't in the mood to talk to many people today because of her exhaustion, she simply began to play a few keys at a time, trying to warm up before she began to play chords.
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