he shrugged, “whatever you like. as long as it’s not, like, degrading or whatever,” he mumbled, awkwardly. he contemplated her offer, and realized he should get out of the house, even if he was reluctant. “okay, sure, i guess.”
“of course not! i would never perform or write a song that’s degrading, obviously you’ve never heard my music.” she said to him, joking a bit at the end.








