After playing with the cats and chatting with her friends, they were finally ready to head to the park and sing. Of course, because it was getting late, Gina only wanted to hear what Wilona sounded like. She could teach another day when they had more time.
"I'll warn you, I'm not a good singer," Avina turned towards the group and said. Humbleness wasn't really a fitting word for her, but she did know when she was bad at something. No no, not just bad, absolutely catastrophically destructive.
"That's what every good singer says!" Ben yelled a meter away. He held a drink in his hand and continued sipping. Everyone pushed themselves onto a concrete ledge looking at Wilona for her to sing. Avina could only sigh and hope they didn't regret this.
