Re: Mat & Ren || Heading toward the Docks
Ren found it interesting that places could look so completely different out here. Some of the houses were incredibly modern, and others, like the one his parents lived in that Rey was currently staying in looked like they belonged over in Europe, and this one wasn't either of those things - it had very current elements and was obviously new construction, but it didn't look modern in lines like some of the other places. Right now he had a bottle of some craft beer he'd never had before (but he suspected was way more than he was likely to ever spend on beer) in his hand and was working through it down by the docks, cause as it turned out he knew some of the people here, but not as many as he'd thought he might, and anyway, he could bother Rey but he didn't want to. The memories were still there for both of them and he needed to get her an answer, and he didn't know what the answer was going to be.
He turned around to look back up towards the house about the time that Mat set out singing, and for a moment Ren just looked up at her sillouetted against the lights, before he shook his head slightly and stepped outside of the shadows of the boathouse. "Please tell me you do musicals, cause you'll make my next foray into them way more bearable if you do."
Ren really didn't love musicals. Okay, he liked them okay, which was something he wasn't likely to admit to anyone. And he could understand the appeal cause people liked music and dance, but he never found the stories as compelling as he did with more serious theater. He liked his scripts to say something and most musicals... just didn't. There were exceptions, but as a rule. But that didn't mean that as he'd sort of taken on the town's community theatre director or leader or whatever, that he didn't see the benefit in doing musicals in terms of getting the community in to see the shows.
He squinted. She looked familiar, but then the chances that he'd seen her in town probably was high. "I promise I'm a guest," he added, nodding up to the house. "Just figured I'd see if the water had warmed up at all yet." A beat. "It hasn't."