Piano Man - A Song FictionPiano Man
Nimble fingers glided effortlessly across the ivory keys, every motion sending a graceful melody lilting throughout the darkened room.
The air hung heavily with smoke as another man released a careless gray breath. His pinstripe clad arm hung lazily on the bar, a thin trail of smoke dancing up from the thin cigarette between his plump fingers.
Under the music from the piano hummed the chatter of the usual patrons and the orders of the new. Dishes clanged and clattered from inside the kitchen as a waitress passed through the swinging cherry wood door, using her thin hips to push the door aside while she balanced the round metal tray atop her hands.
Glasses and bottles clinked together in cheer. For them, it was a night to celebrate, a night to let loose and shake off the week before another bore its ugly hands upon their spirits. For them, it was special. But to Will, it was just another Saturday night.
He slowly played the final chords of the song and a faint applause