“I don’t mind it. Taylor has a good voice.” That’s not a lie. “But it’s not like I’m a secret Swiftie or whatever.” “That you even know the term ‘Swiftie’ earns you a point.” She laughs, turning up the music louder as she starts to sing along. She’s no Taylor, but Ruby’s voice is actually pretty good and she knows all of the lyrics. She’s singing about a lavender haze and 1950s shit, and I have no idea what she’s talking about but it’s fun to watch her get into it.
