+ quattrodici

as we cleaned, we were rather quiet. he tried to make some conversation with me, but i was too shy to keep the conversation going properly. but there was something he said that made my heart flutter.

"i'm sorry about my fans." he started rather sheepishly. "they're really overprotective and think i'm dating every woman they see me with."

i reassured him, shaking my head. "yeah. i understand. my fans are similar."

"but they mean well." he quickly defended.

"i know." i nodded.

we finished cleaning up the practice room within about ten minutes and hurried out of the building to catch up with the others.

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 i have the song "aure volanti" by francesca caccini in my head. it was one of my favorite pieces to sing when i was in my university's choir. i miss singing so much. i really wish i could go back and do it again.

when i was a kid, my biggest dream was to be a singer. but my parents wouldnt let me because they said artists are lonely.

they said they're like clowns who are forced to put on a smile to entertain.

-clary