Listening to Chad, it was perhaps a little more than Rosalyn had expected, but she didn't mind. She was finding she liked to listen to him talk. The sound of his voice was... soothing.
As she hears about his life, for some reason, she really isn't surprised. She felt badly for him though, sensing the hurt in his voice. How long had it been since his divorce? She wasn't sure... she had already tried to guess his age but she still didn't know. At any rate, it was obvious now that it had been a while, but it still hurt - as it should. He'd really gotten a sour deal on that one, and just watching him talk about it - it went straight to her heart.
She enjoyed the little fun facts too, finding herself smiling. Glancing down to the shirt in her hand, she realizes that she was finished with the button. And she couldn't very well rip it back off again. Once was enough.
"Well now..." Her smile turns to be aimed more directly at him. "I think I'm starting to like you."
She snips off the excess thread before tossing his shirt to him, finished. "You still haven't told me though, how many other girls you've tried to woo with your poetry and smooth talk." She looks at him slyly. "Or with your music, which, by the way, I like."
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