"Thought you didn't like girls," he said carelessly when she said Bieber, rolling his eyes.
"Trent Reznor's alright," he admitted with a faint shrug, wishing he had more water but definitely not inclined to get up and find any. Instead he produced a pack of cigarettes, tapping one out. He was wishing for something a little stronger, but this would do for now.
"There's plenty of guys around here that look like they're trying to prove they're not pussies. I bet you'll find someone to keep you occupied."