[Makes sense- music was often full of refrains that have you going back to other parts of the song, and even if the beat is the same, the lyrics are different. Kind of like time travel, in a way. And if Dave is made of either or both, then Ryuji would put that playlist on shuffle and just listen, drumming his fingers along to the cadence that it provides.
And probably- the only problem was that school was pretty much a 6 day a week affair for kids in Japan, which meant that 85% of his life was spent figuring out how to take a traditional school uniform and butcher it so that it was more his style. Suspenders thrown off his shoulder and worn like accessories to his hips, pins on his blazer, white keds with patterns drawn on in marker, t-shirts that didn't match at all. Maybe not the rock image Dave was expecting, but, he put up enough of a stink so that the teachers stopped trying to bother correcting his attire.]
I'm gonna guess that your library prolly needs its own external hard drive. [He points to Dave's shirt, just to make the obvious point even more obvious.]
But yeah. Music's music. I'd give just about anything a try as long as it's got a good vibe.
[It would be cool, just to stay up listening to stuff he's never heard before. Realize that it'd probably been hours since they started. End up sleeping for an hour or two before the environmental lighting came back up to alert them that it was simulated daytime.]
What're you into, anyway?
[This feels a lot more like their usual rhythm. It was like going from experimental back to jazz. And even if there wasn't a sheet music and it was off the roller coaster rails, it wasn't... well, it wasn't that bad.]
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And probably- the only problem was that school was pretty much a 6 day a week affair for kids in Japan, which meant that 85% of his life was spent figuring out how to take a traditional school uniform and butcher it so that it was more his style. Suspenders thrown off his shoulder and worn like accessories to his hips, pins on his blazer, white keds with patterns drawn on in marker, t-shirts that didn't match at all. Maybe not the rock image Dave was expecting, but, he put up enough of a stink so that the teachers stopped trying to bother correcting his attire.]
I'm gonna guess that your library prolly needs its own external hard drive. [He points to Dave's shirt, just to make the obvious point even more obvious.]
But yeah. Music's music. I'd give just about anything a try as long as it's got a good vibe.
[It would be cool, just to stay up listening to stuff he's never heard before. Realize that it'd probably been hours since they started. End up sleeping for an hour or two before the environmental lighting came back up to alert them that it was simulated daytime.]
What're you into, anyway?
[This feels a lot more like their usual rhythm. It was like going from experimental back to jazz. And even if there wasn't a sheet music and it was off the roller coaster rails, it wasn't... well, it wasn't that bad.]