"yeah I agree, he really is talented, wonder what became of him" for a bit he was lost in thoughts about that, but did not wanted to dwell on it long.<br/><br/>he looked her in her eyes when she said something about a dream coming true, wondering what she meant, wondering if she meant him, he was quite dumbfounded by what it could mean and did not respond to her with words as his mind raced trough possibility's of the indication of her words<br/>before he could start to say or ask anything about it she asked him the same question, how has he been<br/>he thought about it for a bit and said "considering i have lived and party still am living, on the street I think I am doing alright, try to find a good job, or at least one that i can stay at longer then a week or 2, glad to have found you at least" he made it sound a bit casual with the trough part, he did not do that on purpose, it was just his lack of social skills acting up again, but listening to his world, you could read between the lines when he said "found"<br/>he was not looking for her, not knowing she was in town and all, so the meaning of found indicated something else, but unless you could read trough the lines and look at hidden meanings, it would likely go by without grasping it.<br/><br/>at that point did he heard the remark of them not going anywhere, but he did not grasp what she was referring to, so he just looked at her with a question mark in his eyes<br/><br/>behind her, trough the side view window did he suddenly see his old home go by, the lights were on meaning someone must be home.<br/>he wondered if it would be his parents or someone new living in his old home<br/>just then did the thought came that they were in the street now, meaning they were almost at her home, meaning, the end if the ride...<br/>he did not want the ride to be over yet, he wanted them to stay a bit longer in the car and just talk like this<br/>still, he had one little idea up his sleeve, he wondered if he would really do it, being something he last did a rather long time ago, well this version of it, living on the streets he did similar acts every day<br/>he made up his mind, he would see her off when they exited the car and then do what he was thinking off, it would be so much more easier actually then what he was used to<br/>he smiled at the idea, then he looked at her again, taking one good final look<br/>once he would get out, he would not have this chance without risk of her mother seeing him eyeball her