The Dive – Thread 3 (Back Stage)

[brian_campo]

The Fraying Nerves had another twenty minutes or so until their set, so a couple of the band members hung out behind the stage, a little off to the side, where they could see the crowd. Maddy sat down on a guitar case and picked at her fingernail polish. Brian noted that the case wasn’t hers, but didn’t care enough to point it out and start an argument, because he was pretty sure the brunette had PMS. He flexed his fingers and sat over a low wall that separated the crowd from the staging area, swinging his feet.


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[valerie_vause]

Two steps then she felt his hand on her elbow. Valerie turned to look at him but said nothing until he had finished talking. “Either way a ten year old is, well, ten.” She made a face that said the idea made her sick and she shook her head.

“What she said and what I said were entirely different things. I never said the hypothetical sock was yours, just that if one existed for that purpose it would be a really sad sock puppet. Which, I stand by.”

Valerie pushed a few strands of blonde hair behind her ear and frowned up at Brian. “I never said you were in trouble, the situation was awkward when you put a spotlight on attraction by saying I should ask myself questions.” She lifted her arms up in a shrug just to let them slap against her thighs. When she spoke her voice was hushed, the tone confused, not angry. “What exactly does that mean? Do I give you the impression that I just run off with anyone and everyone I think looks nice?”

[brian_campo]

"What? No." Brian squeezed his eyes shut and scratched at the space between his brows. He had no idea why the conversation had derailed, and when he tried to hone in on it and come up with something logical to say, his mind just blanked out. Probably from stress. Did he think that Valerie was distracted by other people like some people were distracted by shiny objects? No. Was he clueless as to how to joke around with a girl who wasn't Maddy or a groupie? Yes.

"To be fair, it was awkward for me way before that," he said. "But... y'know, everything's awkward for me. I roll out of the bed and I feel awkward. As for us," he gestured between the two of them, "I don't know what I'm doing!"

A humorless laugh chuffed out of his chest.