Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20131102172324/@comment-11245963-20131108011615

Raymond stood by the docks, a pair of "Soar X-Bass HD-205M" earbuds shoved deep into his ear canal. He stared down at the metal ground, intrigued by the odd patterns that strode across it, and hardly noticed the young man approach him.

"Hey," the man said, distorted and garbled as bass pounded in his ear, "I'm Grayson."

A riff of an electronic instrument that Raymond couldn't recall the name of scattered through his ears, followed by the thunder of bass once again.

The man stood there, staring at Raymond as he seemingly ignored him on purpose, becoming rather agitated after a few minutes, tapping on his shoulder slightly.

Raymond snapped back to attention, and his head quickly turned up to look at Grayson. He stared for a second, before yanking the earphones out and sticking his hand out.

"Uh, Raymond Wallace," he said, "Mind repeating your name? I didn't quite hear it well the first time, bro, my bad."