Forsaken
he replies, snapping me out of my thirsty thoughts.
"‘Everybody Wants to Rule the World’," I fill in, watching for a look of recognition that never comes. "By Tears for Fears," I add, but the words slide right off him as he scrapes the colorful arrangement of bell peppers, mushrooms, onions, and carrots into the awaiting pan.
"The name is nice, but I've never heard of it," he admits, those blue orbs glancing my way before focusing back on the cooking.
"Then what on earth do you listen to?" I ask, genuinely intrigued by what kind of music could make someone miss out on a classic like this.