Not Just Tone Deaf

I settled into the silence, listening to the rain on the roof and the general chatter of the shop itself. It felt strange, thinking that Gerard couldn't hear it. All the sounds I was so accustomed to tuning out just weren't there for him. Clocks wouldn't tick, rain wouldn't splash, people would be silent, even when they were shouting. I shivered and he looked up at me, his crooked smile spreading.