Alpha Theo
I ask.
She pauses, side-eying me. “You listen to Green Day?”
I chuckle. “Well no, but if I wanted to, what’s their best?”
Brooke considers for a moment, eyes on the ceiling, biting her bottom lip gently.
“American Idiot, probably. Or Insomniac.”
I choke on a laugh. “Those are names of albums?”
Her eyes darken and return to her computer screen.
I sigh, still chuckling as I fish my granola bar out of my jacket pocket, tearing open the wrapper.