great acoustics

who: medea and cassandra
where: mshs
when: lunch hour

Medea was walking around the school, munching on her bag of apple pieces, she was looking around, basically trying to find someone interesting looking enough to speak to. She had the bonfire that night, but she was still expanding her network of acquaintances. She was nearing the theater, and opened up the door to peer inside, liking the dark, cavernous space. It was just interesting for her. The acoustics in a theater were lovely. She would love to take real time with someone, see how many different kinds of sounds she could get to echo off of the walls, reverberate through everything.