Amanda hadn't realized Nathan had returned to his room until she heard him playing his guitar. The water spraying over her head had drowned out his knock. She liked listening to him play. Since there weren't any plays coming up, she started writing. She didn't usually take long showers, and as she finished she started singing one of her writings to her adopted bro's music. Drying off  she cracked open the door a smidge.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry to intrude in your bathroom without permission. The one I usually go in was occupied. I figured I'd be able to get in and out before you returned... what you played sounded wonderful. I love listening to you play. With theatre classes being so slow, I got bored and wrote a little something to your music if ya wanna hear it some time......."