Cute storytime
At the music school I work for there's now a choir group that consists entirely of elderly people. They come every Tuesday to practice and it's basically like I have eight grandmas now. One always comes asking me how my study is going, one always comes to complain about loitering youth outside of the building etc. I just heard them singing happy birthday so apparently it's someone's birthday today and when I came back from cleaning up the concert hall I found a slice of birthday cake on a plate on my desk