[ She repeats herself, probably thinking he can't hear her over the loud bass, but he doesn't need to. Most of the time, he doesn't hear anything, anyway, and that is how he prefers to live his life. Better than the constant ringing that drives him to insanity when he's not listening to anything.
The song switches, from Killing In The Name Of to Guerilla Radio. Baby just smiles, looking at the girl. Man, she's tiny. ]
Yeah? [ He nods. ] Rage Against The Machine. Still not sure that rock has ever got better than it was in the 90's.
[ Sad, that the band fell apart as badly as it did. ]
Are you angry? ( a grin tugs at the corner of her mouth, and kimberly pushes her phone into the back pocket of her jeans; her hands free, there's opportunity to snap along with the beat, swaying to and fro just enough to avoid tugging at the delicate cord of the headphones. ) Long coffee lines getting you down?
( maybe there's more to it than that, but she doesn't know him well enough to know. she only knows that he's pretty cute, and that he has a decent taste in music, and that he's one person in front of her when it comes to her desperate need for a mid-afternoon caffeine boost. )
Most of my angry music goes into kickboxing class. It's kind of fun to pretend you're kicking somebody's ass to the beat, you know?
Frustrated, [ he answers, because it's the truth. ] But it's nothing big.
[ He'll get over it, and most importantly, he doesn't really feel like going into why, with a cute stranger in a coffee shop queue. There must be better ways to spend his time. ]
That's cool. I've never taken kickboxing - not really that graceful. [ When he's not driving. ] Didn't realize you did it to music.
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The song switches, from Killing In The Name Of to Guerilla Radio. Baby just smiles, looking at the girl. Man, she's tiny. ]
Yeah? [ He nods. ] Rage Against The Machine. Still not sure that rock has ever got better than it was in the 90's.
[ Sad, that the band fell apart as badly as it did. ]
I definitely recommend when you're feeling angry.
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( maybe there's more to it than that, but she doesn't know him well enough to know. she only knows that he's pretty cute, and that he has a decent taste in music, and that he's one person in front of her when it comes to her desperate need for a mid-afternoon caffeine boost. )
Most of my angry music goes into kickboxing class. It's kind of fun to pretend you're kicking somebody's ass to the beat, you know?
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[ He'll get over it, and most importantly, he doesn't really feel like going into why, with a cute stranger in a coffee shop queue. There must be better ways to spend his time. ]
That's cool. I've never taken kickboxing - not really that graceful. [ When he's not driving. ] Didn't realize you did it to music.