stepping aside, he let her pass but it’s not like the boy           would even try to get in her way. Lance watched the small of her           back just get farther away from him and he made a slight face.

          “I’m not joking, y’know. — That really is my mom.”

            "Like I don't know your tone. Joke or not,                           you obviously don't want me around."

        While she had planned to keep walking a few steps more         and she couldn't help but turn and frown in his direction.         Wanted or not he had continued the conversation and peaked         her curiosity.

          “yeah, i know. It’s just my mother.”           So in other words, the boy isn’t ‘good to talk.’

           "Right...I'll just go over there then, where I don't exist."

{☠ —

       ”—Did you say something?”

   Blinks a few times before slowly lifting headphones from his ears.

            "Oh, no, not really. Just talking to myself about those."

   "A talent show actually! Does that qualify?"

   "—Would you ever consider dancing to the macarena with me on stage?"