"I knew music before you did." No guessing necessary. He had played for him, he had sat with him on the floor of the music room and let him wear his headphones. Mostly horrifying him in the process, he distinctly recalled, but of course he was too polite and proud to ever admit that. Just as he'd smoked that first cigarette. He wondered if he should say something again, try his name. But what for? He was certain and William didn't want to admit it.
"But sure. What I see is just fine." He set his bottle against his lips, blowing into it to make a pretty tune. Then he took a sip and laughed. "What I hear is kinda all right too."
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Date: 2015-10-03 10:02 pm (UTC)"But sure. What I see is just fine." He set his bottle against his lips, blowing into it to make a pretty tune. Then he took a sip and laughed. "What I hear is kinda all right too."