[Connor crosses the space between the kitchen and the couch, sitting on the floor. For the record, this is what he's singing, but the music that comes back in is much more stripped down, and Connor's voice is much more vulnerable than angry. He's had this thought recently that if it's about intimacy, the mortifying ordeal of being known, singing probably qualifies. For him, at least.]
I am all the teams I never made and all the games I never played Parents who mistreated and every time I was defeated and every breakdown... Every person who forgets you, every friend that left you, nowhere else to go
[There's the barest thread of suggestion behind it when he does it, the tiniest implication that Dirk should just accept this and let it happen. Just let him sing this weirdly emotionally vulnerable song to you and see if it causes anything to happen.]
no subject
I am all the teams I never made
and all the games I never played
Parents who mistreated
and every time I was defeated
and every breakdown...
Every person who forgets you,
every friend that left you,
nowhere else to go
[There's the barest thread of suggestion behind it when he does it, the tiniest implication that Dirk should just accept this and let it happen. Just let him sing this weirdly emotionally vulnerable song to you and see if it causes anything to happen.]