[It seemed Vincent hadn't understood after all. Kit wasn't sure why he'd thought he would, always more eager to fight than to listen and really hear what was being said.
Music was Vincent's passion, Kit had known that since the first night he'd met him. But after all this time he had yet to really see the other boy perform. In fact, he really only knew of one other member in the band, someone he'd supposedly spent time with at the detention center. He didn't even know the group's name.
But he wanted to.
Vincent, of course, hadn't seemed to follow that train of thought and Kit, with a shake of his head, turned back to his pear.]
UHHHH SURE
Music was Vincent's passion, Kit had known that since the first night he'd met him. But after all this time he had yet to really see the other boy perform. In fact, he really only knew of one other member in the band, someone he'd supposedly spent time with at the detention center. He didn't even know the group's name.
But he wanted to.
Vincent, of course, hadn't seemed to follow that train of thought and Kit, with a shake of his head, turned back to his pear.]
How frightening.