[ The teenage boy Nadia is greeting somehow manages to look even more startled he's here than she is, and he's the one who decided to walk through the front door. He blinks at her for a second before he dips his chin, bangs and the brim of his baseball cap conspiring to hide his eyes. ]
I'm lookin' for a CD player. [ His soft accent is hard to place, but it smacks of rural. ] Kind you carry around.
[ There's crumpled foreign money in his back pocket. He's hoping it's enough. None of the prices around here make any damn sense to him. ]
i. a day in the life
I'm lookin' for a CD player. [ His soft accent is hard to place, but it smacks of rural. ] Kind you carry around.
[ There's crumpled foreign money in his back pocket. He's hoping it's enough. None of the prices around here make any damn sense to him. ]