It is a room with a table in the middle with chairs around it.  There is a closet that contains Choir robes that are long white and green accents.  There is a small keyboard in the corner.
The Choir room, Inside Church
person
music paper
I feel the scribblings of an inexperienced musician on my skin.  Other papers nearby laugh as I am defiled by disorderly notes and jabbings.  Perhaps I should have stayed with the tree...but that wasn't my choice, after all.
-curse my fate to be written by such an inexperience musician- Hello there music paper. what is the issue? -well you see, all the other papers make fun of me for all the disorderly notes scribbled on me- Well you look like you sound good. -just try playing me, it is awful- I do not know how to play you.. -then why be in a choir room- I was curious.... I am a simple person... -i see at least you are not a mess like my self- You are no such thing! -I would have rather stayed a tree- Teach me how to play!