Time was one of those things that April easily lost track of, even when there were clocks around to tell her what time it was. In the grand scheme of things time hadn’t ever been a worry of hers, and it was even less so now that the world was ending. Glancing over towards the clock on the wall, she shrugged as best she could while standing with crutches. “It probably is right,” the maintenance people seemed to stay on top of things like that.
Yeah, it was pretty much confirmed that April sucked at small talk. It was tedious and most times boring, why did people bother with it anyway? Although she supposed she could answer her own question since she was putting up with it right now.
Shifting her weight on the crutches, she glanced around the room again. “You were alone until I got here,” April pointed out matter of factly. “So at the time that I entered technically you were alone.” She continued, pausing before asking another question. “Is there an appeal to playing darts alone?”
“No, he’s stubborn like that,” April answered, quirking an eyebrow up when Maddie pointed out how her words could have been taken a different way. Was it a bad thing that she hadn’t picked up on that? “Probably, I mean if your brother was into guys,” she paused. “What is your brother into guys?”
The way Maddie’s expression changed wasn’t lost on April, and she wondered if there was a reason for it. Did the other girl not like her being friends with DJ? That didn’t make any sense though; it wasn’t like she would be a bad influence on him or anything. “Oh, okay,” she supposed it made sense that Maddie might not have seen her brother today. “Reading isn’t boring, but you know he could be writing or something as well,” April had come to enjoy DJ’s writing – what he had let her read thus far anyway. "He seems to do that a lot."
Changing the subject in true April fashion, she waved a hand towards the dartboard. “You know playing darts is really more fun when you’ve got someone to play against.”