Eh. Don't worry about it. [ airy shouldn't have to apologize, as far as he's concerned. it's something he might have been bothered with at some point but he's just glad she feels better. you can be strange and cool as all hell without pretending to be something you're not.
his fries got finished to fast to properly appreciate them. the corners of his lips turn slightly town, mourning their loss. he's over it as soon as she mentions music, visibly perking up more than he has the entire time. he was fine talking about what happened or his own abilities but time travel sucks and music does not. a true passion he's always excited about. ]
Yeah? Yes. We can use my sweet new headphones I got in Nova that are fucking sick. [ the pair currently resting around his neck that got visibly lost in his sweater's hood until he lifted them up and over his head to pass to her. ]
I mean, like, literally everything they had had the sound quality of Jesus rocking out with Angels directly inside of your eardrum. None of them had less than 40 MM drivers even the cheap pieces of shit earbuds by their standards so it was a fucking experience. The Golden Ticket to high quality performance of mids and highs with bass turning pure orgasmic chocolate. I mean, I couldn't afford their best ones, which I got to test and wanted to marry and give birth to it's children, but the ones I did get in my broke ass price range are fucking beautiful and you can turn them into speakers.
You should listen to this one track I made last year with these I'd bet it'd sound like how that burger tasted.
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his fries got finished to fast to properly appreciate them. the corners of his lips turn slightly town, mourning their loss. he's over it as soon as she mentions music, visibly perking up more than he has the entire time. he was fine talking about what happened or his own abilities but time travel sucks and music does not. a true passion he's always excited about. ]
Yeah? Yes. We can use my sweet new headphones I got in Nova that are fucking sick. [ the pair currently resting around his neck that got visibly lost in his sweater's hood until he lifted them up and over his head to pass to her. ]
I mean, like, literally everything they had had the sound quality of Jesus rocking out with Angels directly inside of your eardrum. None of them had less than 40 MM drivers even the cheap pieces of shit earbuds by their standards so it was a fucking experience. The Golden Ticket to high quality performance of mids and highs with bass turning pure orgasmic chocolate. I mean, I couldn't afford their best ones, which I got to test and wanted to marry and give birth to it's children, but the ones I did get in my broke ass price range are fucking beautiful and you can turn them into speakers.
You should listen to this one track I made last year with these I'd bet it'd sound like how that burger tasted.