“Don’t be sorry,” she said. Katie smirked and gave a slight, playful shrug of her shoulders and watched as he hopped up on stage to join her. “Unless you were intentionally trying to destroy my groove, I can’t be angry.” Though she had to figure, just from interaction through VA, Michael was a hard person to stay angry at.
When he offered to let her finish her song, she shook her head. Katie sat down on the stage, letting her legs dangle over the edge. “But if you want to practice, I’m sure we can think of something. I do love a good duet.” She pulled at a loose thread on her sweater and looked up at him curiously. “What kind of music do you prefer, anyway? Give me some insight here, Mikey.”