"I think you dropped this."
Head bobbing, beats blasting in his ears, Nice wasn't paying the most attention to his surroundings. Dodge a few people here and there, avoid outright walking into walls, but overall he was blissfully ignorant of everything else. His hands were shoved in his pockets, and it took a few taps on his shoulder for him to realize someone was actually trying to talk to him. (The first he passed off as his imagination, second time not so much).
Quickly lifting his headphones from his ears and dropping them around his neck, Nice whirled around to see a small, blonde girl holding a CD.
"I think you dropped this." Eyes trailing down to get a closer look at the object, his expression lighted from suspicion to satisfaction.
"Ah yeah! It's new too, thanks for picking it up."Â He was sure he'd had it securely in the plastic bag around his wrist... but closer inspection deemed otherwise.Â
"A hole...?!"
