“ uh — huh. ” soft brown eyes are peering down at the supposed fan in front him. he finds her to be a little weird, but he’s fine with entertaining her because she’s cute. kaan wouldn’t be kaan if he didn’t entertain every pretty girl he sees, it’s just what he does. so yeah, he’s fine with it … until it’s made obvious that she doesn’t know who he is. damn, his ego is bruised. he’d be lying if he said her not recognizing him wasn’t annoying. it annoys him greatly, actually. her incorrect guesses only aggravate him further. he’s never even tried acting, and sports were always more of his brother’s forte. “ no, you’re not getting close. ” he says, words accented by a scoff and a head shake. “ i’m not an — i’m a musician, alright? i’m in a band … we’re kinda popular. i play guitar, i’m really fuckin’ good at it. you live under a rock or somethin’? ” that has to be it, right? that’s the only valid explanation in his eyes. “ just forget it. actually, is there something you want? ‘cause i’m late for practice right now and if i’m not there soon i’ll probably have to endure a lecture about not having consideration for my bandmates. ” truthfully, he’s in no hurry. doesn’t really believe he needs the practice, but he sees it as an great opportunity to get out of an awkward situation.
she was losing him; she knew it. to be fair, the whole ‘introduction’ thing usually went better than this for her. USUALLY people would find her rambling kind of charming, in a way. and she depended on that. however, she also liked a challenge. something about him made her kind of ... stubborn, in a way. is that the word? he was cute, but also arrogant -- and she ALREADY didn’t want him to have his way. “ well, hey, i love music -- the ramones, top loader; even a little shania twain when i’m tipsy. but i guess not being from around here kinda makes it seem like i do live under a rock, huh? i mean, c’mon -- i didn’t even know people still used payphones ... you shouldn’t be surprised that i’m kinda weird. ” her plan? win him over by any means necessary. why? well, it’s not like she has anything else to do -- and plenty of time to do it. “ so, sure -- ” the brunette continued, not wanting him to walk away JUST yet “ i may not know exactly who you are, but if you’re so confident in your guitar skills -- maybe i can tag along to rehearsal? maybe you’ll gain another fan ... ” lily trailed off, wondering if any of this was working at all.