Tatiana was now sitting on the couch in the living room her guitar in her lap and so e fresh paper in front of her, she would jump between playing and writing, her band played a local house party last night and she was hard at work writing new songs and practicing with the guitar Nicholas made for her.

She heard a bunch of ruckess from the front door a lot of people there then seen Ina leave though the back where her bike was parked.