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Name:   Riff
Birthday:   1988-07-18
Joined:   2010-12-05
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Hello to all.
My name is Riff, I'm 23 years old.
I proudly own and run a small instrument shop solo.
I also offer guitar and bass guitar lessons to anyone who is looking for them.
But at the moment, It seems like no one really cares about trying to learn anything new.
I have no applicants.



I received my first guitar at a young age. It was an off-brand acoustic guitar. My grandfather gave it to me after he lost his ring finger on his right hand and couldn't play anymore. He taught me the basics and after that I taught myself everything I know.

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misfortune. writes:
He starts laughing at her. "Exactly what I meant!" He starts to copy her on the guitar.


Posted on: Jan 14th 2012, 11:54:55am

.pastel writes:
"Like the fact that im gonna learn how to be a kick but guitar player, thats a definite positive," Wildly flails on the guitar.


Posted on: Jan 14th 2012, 11:38:20am

misfortune. writes:
Riff blushed at these words. "That's great to hear Onora, I cant tell you how happy I am to hear you say that! And don't worry about him, just try to focus on the positives in life!"


Posted on: Jan 14th 2012, 11:34:39am

.pastel writes:
Onora smiled at him, a light blush appearing on her face. "Its funny though, right after he hurt me i never thought that i would be able to feel safe around a man again. But here in this moment, i feel really trusting of you"


Posted on: Jan 14th 2012, 11:20:44am

misfortune. writes:
Riff couldn't help but gaze up at her. She looked so innocent. How could someone do something so cruel to someone so delicate. Then the voice of his angry father rang in the back of his head. He shook away the thought. "Don't worry about it, I'm always happy to help someone in distress." He said as he smiled at her.


Posted on: Jan 8th 2012, 4:40:26pm

.pastel writes:
Onora had grown quiet. Her eyes locked on her hand moving on the guitar. Tears were welling up in the courner of her eyes. Suddennly one fell loose and rolled down her cheek and landing on the guitar. She wiped the water from her cheek. ""Sorry, thinking about him gets me a bit...emotional"


Posted on: Jan 8th 2012, 9:49:04am

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