"It wont happen again though, I promise... You were in a band so you're at least a little used to girls squealing at you and throwing panties and stuff. Right?" She wasn't sure what extreme he'd been exposed to, but she'd been to a few concerts. She did notice she'd amused him enough for more than the little sparkle in his eyes. She was so animated she couldn't help but grin. "I will say this is completely and totally the most awesome thing to ever happen to me. Given the circumstances."
"Oh well... You said you were from 2002 anyway, right? I was still in college then. I don't think whatever oddity was following our lives caught up with me till sometime in 2006. So I wouldn't expect you too, even if they were." She shrugged her shoulders, a bit of a sheepish grin in place. "I'm boring anyway..." Well she wasn't boring to herself, but she wasn't a 'danger girl'. Wasn't that what attracted guys? She didn't manipulate, she didn't play games. Never candy coating anything when it came to the opposite sex. No body fantasized about being with the 'girl-next-door'.
Replacing the cushion back where it belonged, her hands smoothing it where she'd wrinkled it. "Anyway, want me to show you around? Since you decided to sleep outside last night, I've had this place to myself for a little bit. I'm a little acquainted with everything..." The only room she hadn't peeked in had been his, simply because his name was on it like her own had been on hers.