We really do win though
It wasn’t an effect that he usually had. Of course, he had of course made her feel better by being supportive, but unless she was in some sort of denial, this particular effect was new. It wasn’t hard to see why; this light hearted joking was a departure from their usual banter, with each trying to prove that he or she had the upper-hand. Perhaps it was a sign of how much they both had grown that they didn’t have to resort to arguing or proving the other wrong, or maybe it just indicated some level of comfort that hadn’t existed before, where they didn’t need to be constantly trying to prove his or her own superiority, even in jest.
She merely nodded along with his explanation, smiling slightly at him. “That sounds like it’ll be good,” she concluded simply. She obviously couldn’t pass judgement on it without hearing it first, but it sounded promising; it most definitely sounded better than all of the useless sappy drivel about love and loss that was en vogue. “Someone actually through a beer bottle at you though?” she asked, a hint of concern creeping across her features. “Some people are just idiots.” If he hadn’t liked him, he could have just left; throwing a bottle at him hardly seemed necessary though admittedly, there was a high possibility that the perpetrator had been drunk and therefore all rationally went out the window. But the song sounded like it’d made a good first single, so at least he got something from it, though it didn’t sound entirely worth it to her.
His question caught her off guard, and she could only stare at him for a moment, brows furrowed and a slight frown on her face. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to; it had just been unexpected, and she wasn’t entirely sure what to make of the way he was looking at her. “I’d love to. I mean, is it okay? I don’t know if it would, I don’t know, make you too tired for tomorrow or something.” She looked hesitant for a moment, but it was hard to deny just how much she did want to join him. And he wouldn’t have asked if he hadn’t been sure; she someone doubted that he would have said something just out of politeness. “If you don’t mind, let’s,” she finished, sounding more sure of herself this time. “I’d like to. Hear it, I mean.”