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Carrying two skateboards he makes his way much more confidently through the door. At least now he knows he isn't dead. And his friends at home wouldn't worry too much. Gansey had some concerns. Ronan listened to them but did what Ronan does best, whatever he wants.

Taking a seat near the fireplace he sets the boards on the floor in front of him, one of his feet on top of them, to keep them in place and slowly rolling them side to side. He pushes one of the over ear headphones up so it's resting above his ear, so he can hear.

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(OOC: *waves* I can send another of mine over if you'd like but their last thread was a lot of fun.)

Quentin's eating some sweet potato fries when Ronan appears and smiles as he asks, "Listening to anything good?"

(ooc: you can send who ever you like! but, he did have a good time with Quentin. so this is good!)

He looks up and smirks. There is a quick shake of his head. Most people hate what Ronan listens to. He likes loud music, with heavy bass. "You'd probably hate it." Dubstep, he's listening to dubstep. "Why are your fries orange?"

"I might not. Because they're delicious and made out of sweet potato," He pushes the basket towards Ronan.

Ronan takes his headphones off and carefully puts them over Quentin's ears. Then steals a couple of fries. "Those are...weird."

Quentin winces at the music, its loud and he's going to have the beat stuck in his head,

"I'm going to be moving to that beat all night. Good or bad weird?"

When he makes a face Ronan grabs his phone and turns it down a bit.

"It's good for that...moving." He tries another fry and thoughtfully chews. "Good weird. I like it."

"Is this what you always listen to? Can you think about anything else with it going on?"

Music shouldn't take over, that's distracting and annoying.

"It's usually what I listen to." Unless he is listening to old Irish songs his mom use to sing to him. "No, guess that's why I like it. Drowns everything out. Sometimes I just need to make everything shut up."

"Oh that, yeah, it would work for that. I think that's why Toby likes classic rock, it can be really loud and stupid and she gets weirdly nostalgic."

"What would you listen to if you wanted to shut everything else out?" He hands over his phone so Quentin can change the music if he wants.

Quentin starts searching for something closer to what he likes, "Great Big Sea's my favorite and some of their stuff can be great for ignoring all the mess and confusion."

Ronan digs around in the pockets of his jacket until he finds a pair of earbuds to replace the over ears with. He never leaves home without making sure he can drown the world out. Plus, sometimes Noah liked to listen to music with him and the earbuds made that easier. He holds one side up to Quentin. "Listen with me?"

Raj is always ignoring the fact that Quentin might want personal space so he nods and takes an earbud with a nod, "You've got some good stuff here."

"But, I know what I like." He glanced at Quentin with a soft smile. "I want to listen to what you like. Enlighten me."

"I like this one. I know the sea witch and have a friend who's a Merrow and this always makes them laugh. Also its funny,"

He prefers songs that make fun of his world.

"Art imitates life, huh?" Ronan laughs softly and steals another one of his fries. "These are good." He smirks. "For being weird."

"Sometimes, depends on the art. I know," A lot of stories get close to the truth while the others aren't even in striking distance.

"This is pretty funny." Totally not Ronan's kind of music but he didn't mind giving something new a try. Plus, learning a little more about Quentin wasn't a bad thing. He makes the skateboards sitting on the ground in front of him rock back and forth. "You know how to ride?"

"I like them and they have some good angry songs too. No, I never learned,"

Not a skill that gets taught a lot in knowes and he's never had a friend really into skateboarding.

"You want to learn?" Ronan did have a friend really into it. Which was how he got into it.

"Yes, its probably really dangerous to do in San Francisco, but could be fun."

"Lots of hills. You'll need a helmet or a really hard head."

"My head is pretty hard but let's see how I do first."

Ronan gets up and grabs one of the boards. "I'll catch you before you crack your head."

Quentin raises an eyebrow and then laughs awkwardly, he can't remember the last time anyone offered to catch him when he fell, "Okay."

Ronan looks at him and cracks a crooked, shy smile. "The hell are you laughing at?"

"Thinking of being caught," He does his best over dramatic sigh and leans against the couch, "I've fallen, save me, Ronan."

His smile grows and he laughs. "Only it would be more like grabbing a puppy by the scruff of its neck so it doesn't smash its face." A hand is waved at Quentin's display and playfully rolled his eyes. "Jerk."

"I've seen that happen to my friend Raj, his uncle has great skills in finding a scruff on anyone,"

Quentin stands up and bats away Ronan's hand.

"Don't you worry. I'll aim for scruff first and only go for romance novel cover sweeping you into my arms as a last resort."

He just laughs and grabs his hand. Giving a little tug he looks at Quentin and down at the board. "C'mere, I'll give you a run down."

"Sounds fair. I think out back should work pretty well," He lets himself be tugged by Ronan.

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