"Ha!" Thomas crowed, holding up the things I had bought earlier. "I knew it! Even you can't stand your playing!"
I shook my head. "Nope. They're not for my guitar. They're for when I get home early from my run."
Thomas frowned. "When y- oh," he said, face going blank. "That."
I grimaced. "I've been in situations that would drive another man insane…..but that is the most disturbing thing I've ever been through."
He shot me a flat look. "Just for that, I'm bringing another one home tonight."
"Go ahead," I said, plucking the earplugs from his hands, "I'm covered."