written for the Primeval 100 drabble challenge 108 - music
Title: Not His Type
Spoilers: 1.3, 2.7
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine. ITV and Impossible Pictures own them.
It had been an off the cuff comment. Connor had never really expected to inherit Stephen’s i-pod when he died.
After the funeral, Stephen’s music was his companion as he lay alone in his room staring at the ceiling, trying to deny the tears that threatened with every memory.
Stephen’s taste in music was nothing like his own. It was all adrenaline dance beats and techno thumping. Loud. Vibrant. Music for living life on the edge.
Eventually, Connor shut the i-pod away in a drawer and tried to pretend it was because he just didn’t like that type of music.