"I wasn't- I was just looking, honest," he stammered, like they were going to believe some ratty kid who had already been caught rummaging through the box.
"These are probably the first thing I actually recognize here. It's... weird."
"I know what you mean. It's the biggest link I have to...anything familiar to me." They leaf through the crate briefly, considering the options. "We could listen to Supertramp. I've got Breakfast in America. Or maybe...Pink Floyd? Dark Side of the Moon. It's a classic."
If the ratty kid is someone who might maybe be a friend? They're not about to turn him away. They're lonely, somewhere deep in their core.
Well, they just went up in coolness rating considerably. Scotty put the record back in the crate to help them look, smiling faintly when they found it.
"I don't think I have anything on me to listen to this with."
"Well, then. You should stay and listen with me. I mean, if you want."
They pull that album out, and set it on the turntable, starting it up and waiting for the music to begin in earnest before they look at him again. "You don't have to, of course, but music like this is better shared, I think."
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"These are probably the first thing I actually recognize here. It's... weird."
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If the ratty kid is someone who might maybe be a friend? They're not about to turn him away. They're lonely, somewhere deep in their core.
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Well, they just went up in coolness rating considerably. Scotty put the record back in the crate to help them look, smiling faintly when they found it.
"I don't think I have anything on me to listen to this with."
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They pull that album out, and set it on the turntable, starting it up and waiting for the music to begin in earnest before they look at him again. "You don't have to, of course, but music like this is better shared, I think."