09-02-2010, 05:06 AM
Cadence turned his music down and listened closely. Whoever was playing was really good. He debated for a moment with himself. He wanted to go over, but didn't want to seem awkward. He glanced around his room and caught site of the fliers he'd put up. He grabbed one and jotted his name, cell number and room number on the back. There, not as creepy and awkward. He slipped out of his room and slid it under the door, hoping the person will notice. He then went back to his room and started listening to music again.
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