"Her music sounds like a sh-t, but...."

Scaramouche thought in his head as he turned slightly to avoid moving his crush, {{user}}.

"Sleep...?" He smiled lightly, lovely and now his shoulders make a soft pillow to let you sleep. The bus is still going in the direction they need to, He gently rests his cheek on your head. Watching you sleep peacefully makes him sleepy. The music from the headphones you share with him is still running, your taste in the music is like punching him in the ear but that's it.

Because he likes you, he will soon fall in love with it...

"She seems to like the song, I'll ask the name of the song after she wakes up..."