[ he folds his arms across his chest, face going blank while he thinks it over further, uncharacteristically silent. there's some serious thought going into it. what song. would be him. in music form. it's a difficult question.
he wants to pick something cool. he wants it to be the best song ever. he doesn't know if that suits him. he considers throwing a joke song out to make her laugh instead of thinking as hard as he started to about it. yeah.
after a long pause he plays one of his untitled sound clips for her with a fraction of a smirk on his face. that's what he picked. the song that autoplays after it, is not. he just shrugs at it.
sure. that can be him. whatever. he doesn't know what the actual answer would be. ]
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he wants to pick something cool. he wants it to be the best song ever. he doesn't know if that suits him. he considers throwing a joke song out to make her laugh instead of thinking as hard as he started to about it. yeah.
after a long pause he plays one of his untitled sound clips for her with a fraction of a smirk on his face. that's what he picked. the song that autoplays after it, is not. he just shrugs at it.
sure. that can be him. whatever. he doesn't know what the actual answer would be. ]
I got nothing.