Yeah. My main bro for all of adolescence. I'm glad fireflies can raise the fucking dead to wind-tiers too and alternate Johns like to pop in when legendary assholes of wisdom randomly fucking explode his planet. Fuck. Nothing can kill that guy. It's like trying to kill air, which is a fantastic fucking pun and I need to share that with him. I can't imagine who else would sneak up and steal my best bro trophy from me even if the timeline gets shuffled the fuck around. Bird me could've had it but he didn't seem to count that. I almost feel bad for the dude. Whatever. You probably have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about, huh?

[ he glances at her after cutting off the song, wondering if she was actually listening to that or not with that 'huh?' should he have left it? she didn't say to so it probably wasn't that good. he blames rose and her violin if that's the case. she plays the song and he listens. ]

Old Domino. [ he tips his head down, looking through his phone to double check if he had his bands in there anymore. he pushes his glasses up with a finger when they start sliding down his nose. ] I don't have any. Left them on a different computer. [ he looks up when she stops the song. ]

I know that song. Came out when I was seven or something. MTV couldn't get enough of that shit. [ his head tips back down, going through his phone's music choices again ]

My most played is Space Jam. Just play it.