[ People. As in people he wasn't ready to deal with, because this was supposed to be his anti-social hour. Week. Whatever. Ryder looks over at the band, noting that they all seem to be waiting for the alarmingly charming one to speak up. Is he the frontman or something? Or does he just have some kind of charisma the rest of them don't have?
If anything, he's right about the charisma, since he strikes up conversation like it's as easy as breathing. No awkwardness here at all, despite the circumstances, and he feels weirdly grateful for it. This could be so much worse. ]
This one? [ Why is he unsure, he unlocked the fucking front door. Ryder holds up the key, complete with cabin number attached to one of the key rings. ]
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[ People. As in people he wasn't ready to deal with, because this was supposed to be his anti-social hour. Week. Whatever. Ryder looks over at the band, noting that they all seem to be waiting for the alarmingly charming one to speak up. Is he the frontman or something? Or does he just have some kind of charisma the rest of them don't have?
If anything, he's right about the charisma, since he strikes up conversation like it's as easy as breathing. No awkwardness here at all, despite the circumstances, and he feels weirdly grateful for it. This could be so much worse. ]
This one? [ Why is he unsure, he unlocked the fucking front door. Ryder holds up the key, complete with cabin number attached to one of the key rings. ]