The kid had gotten still. He had been sitting quietly, bobbing his head to the endless stream of beats he pounded into his ears through those infernal head phones, but then suddenly stopped.
His crystal clear eyes were open in a blank stare and his mouth was twisted into a puzzled frown.
"Giriko," he said softly, his voice small and childlike for this moment.
"My music died…" He pulled the headphones from his ears and stared at his companion, brows furrowing further as his confusion seemed to deepen.
It seemed this had never happened before and now he didn't quite know what to do.
Giriko opened one eye lazily and scowled. He had been leaning against Justin's buggy for the past two hours trying to sleep.
"So?" he growled as he shifted into a more comfortable position against the buggy's metal flank. "Just go to sleep. It's too fucking late for music anyway."
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