Derp.
Gotham found himself grinning a little more as Aro mentioned his approval, glad to have someone to share such an interest with. When the next song came on, the boy found himself swaying a bit, enjoying it very much. It wasn't until Aro pulled out what Gotham first thought was a hand-rolled ciggarette that his mood broke a bit; if his mother caught him smoking...
But then, wasn't Aro good at avoiding the 'rents? He was about to motion that it was okay, until he scented what it was; a joint. Weed? It's not like it'll kill me and it's not addictive... He eyed it a moment, then decided to go for it. "I usually smoke cigs, but whatever. Go ahead and light it." If Aro offered him some, then he'd take it without question. If not, all well. Going with the flow, right? Right.
As if to reassure the other, Gotham smiled that lovely smile again and closed his eyes, enjoying the music as it played on. The day had started off boring as sin, with nothing to do and no one to talk to... but suddenly, things were looking up. Yes, it must've been the company and good tunes.
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