Piotr and Megan
"Well, it's not like... I mean, maybe she saw you somewhere else, right?" She shrugged a bit and then reached up and smoothed a hand through her hair, the one without the cast. "Really, cause you seem really sweet and stuff, so.. I dunno." She answered faintly and gave him a reassuring smile. She really didn't think he'd have a problem, some of the girls seemed sure enough of themselves and that he was cute enough. She was in the same boat though, like hell her Da or Mum were gonna let her date, or even show interest in boys in front of them.
She smiled though, completely distracted when he reached for the balloon. Her small hand wrapped around the string, and within a few twists and tugs, she had it tied around that pink cast's wrist. The happy squeal and pouncing tackle of a hug were likely expected, even if he had only known her for a short while.
"Well, it's not really music of my country, just stuff that I like." She nods softly, giving a faint shrug, looking down for a moment. "I don't think any of the stuff I like is from Wales. Nothing is, except coal and rain."