Jesse is just like, '...You don't talk much, do you?'
The silence filled up the space again, and Jesse sat backwards on his bike, his back resting against the handlebars. He'd fallen on his ass the first few times he'd tried this particular move, but that was years ago. He'd figured it out by now.
"Nice to meet you, Aiden," he said, because he was nothing if not polite. "You know, when I left my apartment this morning, I didn't expect to have my head feel like it was turned inside out. Then again, no one really expects that, I'd bet."