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Brandon actually knew what she meant, he had commented about the music playing overhead and then her British accent had popped in with her own comment. Then she had gone onto the explanation without a moment of breath before he had a chance to ever say anything else. Brandon played along with it, stupid American who misunderstood the British slang. He all but kept a straight face until she seemed to give up and needed to check her phone. “Avoiding responsibility?” He asked with a teasing tone. “And honestly, I was really just giving you a hard time or letting you ramble on about your comment. I knew what you meant. Though the first implication could be true to, it could be one someone’s sex playlist. I wouldn’t count it out.”
"I wish," Riley replied to the stranger with a reluctant raise of her eyebrows. She'd pretty much been battered by responsibility since coming out of the womb. "Are you avoiding responsibility?" She joked back before taking her coffee and looking up to meet the other's eyes. She could feel her phone buzzing again in her pocket, but ignored it, pretty much intent on pretending it didn't exist and that the misogynist on the other end wasn't getting through to her. "How kind. Thank you for allowing me to embarrass myself with such grace," the girl joked with a smirk and a little jerk of her head, trying to suss out the person infront of her. "Someone out there would have sex to a Taylor Swift oldie, one hundred percent. White horse or Tim McGraw? Who even knows, someone's gotta' be into it." Riley took a sip off her coffee, acknowledging that she was pretty much waffling on to avoid her life outside of the coffee shop. "Great coffee," she added after a minute, laughing to herself.
