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"Wait - You're telling me you've had bracelet-making stuff...THIS WHOLE TIME?!" Danny's brows shot up, clearly caught between being excited and offended. "And you never said anything?!" So many wasted, bracelet-less years. He probably could have had the craft mastered by now if he'd been given the chance, he was sure of it.
He turned his wrist, looking at the bracelet from different angles, admiring her hard work. "Do you think I could learn? Like, you could teach me?" He smiled, silently appreciating how lucky he was to have someone make something just for him. "I wanna make you one back."
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valentine's day starters: ✂️ - my muse giving yours a handmade gift & “That must have taken you hours”
Okay, so the holidays had kind of gotten away from Tiana... First, they had to pick up all the shifts their coworkers didn't want on Christmas and New Year's, then their radiator went out in the beginning of January. Pulling all that overtime was nice for their bank account, but not so much for actually celebrating the holidays. Danny's gift had been sitting on their dresser for weeks after Christmas, and Tiana was only just now getting around to exchanges gifts with him...
"Oh, no, not hours! I just had to pull out my bracelet-making stuff from high school," Friendship bracelets were sort of popular back in the day, and it seemed like just the right amount of playful for a gift Danny would appreciate. And now, they could have matching ones!
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"What? Health codes? There's no fun in health codes!" He chuckled, not taking Basil seriously at all. He didn't know too much about what he was even talking about, but, even if he did, he wasn't paid enough or involved enough in his work to take notice of any impending trouble. "Everything here is perfectly clean! Why, I'd even lick one of the golf clubs if you double dog dared me!" He gestured, trying to encourage Basil to follow him inside. "We've totally got some wipes in the back, and gloves too! You want me to hook you up with the cleanest...most...health...code...club, ever?"
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valentine's day memes: "You always make me laugh."
Basil wasn't known for his humor. That is, he wasn't known for trying to be funny. Conversely, Danny's chronic optimism seemed to find laughter in how uptight and restrained the detective could be. He face was so still, it might've been a photograph.
"This is no laughing matter! We're a month into the year, and the health codes on this place haven't been updated since 2016!" He refused to even touch the mini-golf clubs Danny and the rest of the staff here were so accustomed to, "I could count 10 violations just stepping in here!"
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Danny watched Lorcan with glistening eyes, almost in adoration. "No, it's okay! It's great actually!" He chuckled to himself, still riding the high of the little giggle fit he'd been having to himself before Lorcan had woken up. "I think you said something about an alien...I definitely heard some made up names and places." He kicked his feet, never able to stay still for more than a few moments. "You know what? You should write your own stories! That way everybody could have super crazy dreams too!" He was deep into his own idea now, "But, you have to let me draw the map. I'm really good at maps. I mapped out this whole town! Yes, even the places I'm not meant to go. That's how dedicated I am."
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valentine's day memes: “This is gonna sound cheesy but….I love when you’re half asleep and talking nonsense.”
Lorcan just pulled close to 24 hours at the casino, hopping back and forth from bussing down tables, dealing the best hands he could to make the house money, and shelling out all the dust Oberron wanted him to get out tonight. So sue him if he wasn't the sparkling sunbeam of energy to match Danny. Frankly, he'd have to be on something to be as happy-go-lucky as him.
"Ah, man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you," The dealer rubbed his eyes, trying to clear the fog from his vision. Of course, only Danny could take his friend totally forgetting they'd made plans and turn it into something funny and sweet, "Last time I stayed up this long, I think I started inventing my own language."
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fluffy prompts
“You know we’re meant to be.”
“The thought of losing you scares me.”
“Would you just shut up and kiss me already?”
“You’re staring again.”
“Wow. you look stunning.”
“What are you doing here? It’s late.”
“I missed you so much.”
“Don’t smile at me like that. You know it drives me crazy.”
“Mine.”
“I’m going to marry you one day.”
“You cant banish me! This is my bed/bedroom too!”
“You’re seriously like a man-child.”
“Stop being so cute.”
“I feel like i cant breathe when i’m around you.”
“It was a joke, baby. I swear.”
“Are you seriously giving me the silent treatment?”
“Will you just hold me?”
“What do you have behind your back?”
“Not to toot my own horn or anything, but the dog loves me more.”
“You look really good in my sweater.”
“No, i’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”
“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this.”
“Lets just stay in bed.”
“Is that my shirt?”
“No, like..its just, i cant believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”
“Can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?”
“Are you planning to stay glued to my side the whole day?”
“Wow- you look…amazing.”
“I’m not jealous! Its just..you’re mine!”
“You snuck into my room, at 4am…to cuddle?”
“This is gonna sound cheesy but….I love when you’re half asleep and talking nonsense.”
“What? No! I wasn’t staring…I-I was looking at something behind you!”
“Stop being so cute.”
“Tell me again.”
“Can’t you stay a little longer?”
“Because i love you god damnit!”
“Wait a minute.. are you jealous?”
“I really want to kiss you right now.”
“Then do it.”
“I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.”
“I heard that!”
“You were supposed to!”
“I turned out liking you a lot more than i originally planned.”
“Even when we were kids, i always kicked your ass!”
“Why should we date?”
“Because we’re attracted to each other.”
“I’m attracted to pie, but i do not feel the need to date pie.”
“Where have you been all my life?”
“Hiding from you.”
“Somehow, i always seem to end up here. With you.”
“Soulmate shit, it’s hardcore as hell.”
“I love you.”
“Thats nice.”
“How do i look?”
“If i didn’t know you better, i’d say you were trying to flirt by giving me books.”
“No! It’s your turn!”
“Enjoying the view, beautiful?”
“Be careful, he’s so sweet you might get diabetes.”
“I cant sleep without you. I need my personal body heater and cuddles.”
“How am i supposed to spoil you when you wont accept my gifts?”
“While i do enjoy the silent treatment, i wasn’t aware i had done anything to you.”
“What, you’ve never thought about us?”
“Why is your hand sweating so much?”
“So, we’re just going to ignore the fact that you drunk-dialed me to tell me you love me?”
“Im pretty sure your mom hates me.”
these are pretty loosely categorized as fluff but oh well. if you request from this list then please say “fluff; 34″ or something like that, just make sure you tell us what list its from so we dont get it confused with a different list.
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𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
[ 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 ] My muse gently touches a bruise on your muse’s body.
[ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] My muse brushes a strand of hair out of your muse’s face.
[ 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇 ] My muse attempts to make yours laugh when they are sad.
[ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐓𝐇 ] My muse wraps yours in a warm blanket.
[ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐏 ] My muse pokes your muse’s nose.
[ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄 ] My muse intertwines their fingers with yours.
[ Cuddle ] My muse cuddles up in bed to yours.
[ 𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃 ] My muse sits by your muse’s bedside while they are sick/hurt.
[ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] My muse takes your muse’s hand and slow dances with them.
[ 𝐖𝐄𝐓 ] My muse helps yours out of sopping wet clothes.
[ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 ] My muse gently runs a hand over your muse’s back.
[ 𝐇𝐔𝐆 ] My muse hugs yours tightly.
[ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃 ] My muse steps protectively in front of yours.
[ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ] My muse holds yours while they cry.
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Love Languages Starters
Words of Affirmation
💌 - my muse leaving yours a note 📲 - my muse sending an unexpected text [text] i love you “I am so proud of you” “Congratulations” “Keep going” “You can do this” “Thank you” “You look incredible” “You always make me laugh”
Gifts
✂️ - my muse giving yours a handmade gift 👔 - my muse giving yours clothing 🎁 - your muse surprising mine with a gift 🎈 - your muse hosting a surprise party for mine 🏆 - my muse rewarding yours for something 🍭 - your muse giving mine candy “Thank you for the gift” “I bought you coffee” “You didn’t need to get my anything” “I’ve got something for you”
Acts of Service
🧹 - doing chores together 🛌 - your muse making mine breakfast in bed 🧽 - your muse cleaning for mine 📎 - your muse helping mine with their work “I made you coffee” “I’ll do that for you” “Leave it with me” “That must have taken you hours” “You didn’t need to do that” “Thank you for doing that for me”
Quality Time
🚶🏾 - going for a walk together 🚖 - weekend getaway 🃏 - playing a game together 🍳 - cooking together 📺 - watching TV/a movie together “Let’s go get a coffee together” “You have my undivided attention” “I just want to be with you” “Let’s go out, just you and me” “Let’s go home”
Physical Touch
🤗 - hugging 😘 - kissing 🤝 - holding hands 🤚 - your muse giving mine a massage 🚿 - taking a long shower together 🛋 - snuggled up on the couch together “You feel so good” “Touch me” “Can I touch you?” “Where do you want me to touch you?”
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Danny managed to stop himself outwardly laughing at Hector's response to the sudden noise, but, he couldn't keep the smirk off of his face. "Hey, no big deal. That trash can totally scared me too." He tried to smooth things over, though his tone was clearly lighter than it would have been if he were being genuine. "No worries, right? Let's get moving. No more signs, no more spooky noises and absolutely no trash monsters."
He was still smiling to himself as he began to walk, making sure not to take off too quickly and lose Hector along the way. "If Hades is gonna be all 'pronto' about updates, shouldn't he have sent you out with a flashlight, or a phone or something, don'tcha think?" It didn't make a lot of sense to him, but, he just assumed it was one of the many things about politics he didn't understand. Which was pretty much all of it.
"You sure you're good, though? If you need to stop for a sec or anything, you just let me know, okay? You wanna be at your best when you see the mayor, right?"
Hector flinched a little at Danny's punch, even though it just hit the air in front of them. Truthfully, he was thrown off by the question about Hades too - a question Hector had no good answer for at the moment, “Right, Hades... He'll want updates pronto! It’s my job to keep him informed, even if it’s… you know… dark and creepy and - oh god, what was that?” Hector whipped his head around at the sound of a distant trash can rattling, clutching at Danny’s arm without realizing it. Of course it was just a stray cat or something, but Hector was still embarrassed.
"Woah, sorry, I think the sign kinda knocked my socks off," He tried to take deep, steady breaths, “But yeah, no more signs. It was an accident. A totally avoidable, humiliating accident. Let’s just get there, okay? Quickly. I don't want to be out in the dark any longer than I have to."
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A triumphant laugh escaped Danny as the shoe finally came free. "See? Told you I'd save the day!" He got back up on his feet, brushing his hands off on his jeans. "I'm glad it's still in one piece. Well, mostly." Her sudden change of attitude caught him off guard, smile turning a little sheepish at her gratefulness. "Aw, c'mon now, you're gonna make me blush. I'm not a full-on hero or anything, but, y'know, maybe if there's shoes needing saved? I might be your guy." He chuckled at how silly a concept it was, but, he was still riding the high of actually having managed to help out.
"Anyway, now you're free again, are you okay getting home? I can walk with you if you want, y'know, just in case another sneaky grate tries to grab you or anything." He offered, rocking back on his heels with a playful smirk. He loved to feel useful, it never seemed to come around all that often.
Vidia sighed, though this time it lacked its usual dramatic flair. If anything, it might've even shown a hint of gratitude that Danny was taking the time to help her at all, “Alright fine, I’m trusting you not to turn this into some kind of disaster,” After all, without him, she might've been stuck bending over in her clubbing clothes and twisting her ankle off herself.
Following Danny's instructions, the shoe finally popped free with a small push. Vidia stumbled back a step, catching herself on the brick wall of a building before looking down at her heel, which was scuffed, but at least free.
She let out a breath of relief, her tone softening as she glanced back at Danny, “Hey... thanks," They were a little damaged, but maybe she could find a cobbler in town for them, "I might’ve given you a hard time, but I appreciate it. And, uh, the shoe bill to the mayor thing? Solid backup plan. I’ll keep it in mind. Guess you’re not half bad at this hero thing after all.”
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"Are you kidding me? He really said that?!" Danny squeaked, he couldn't believe what he was hearing. The audacity of anybody to say something like that to anyone, let alone to one of his friends. "They don't get to treat you like that, T. You're better than Cal and all his stupid horsie dreams combined. He's gonna be crazy embarrassed when you prove him wrong. Which you will!" Danny was angry on her behalf, even if there was nothing he could really do to help beyond being aggressively supportive. "Quintessa doesn't talk to me like that, but, I don't got big dreams like you do. I don't think she really notices me at all. And that's okay, if she did? I'd just be worried I was messing up all the time." He paused for a moment before looking over at her. "Maybe you should come work with us? I mean, I wouldn't complain if we started serving awesome food..."
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"And you know what he said to me? He said 'You got about as much chance of getting that restaurant as I do of winning the Kentucky Derby!'" Tiana scoffed in frustration - if she rolled her eyes any harder, they'd be rolling out of her head, "Can you believe that? I am just about two inches away from quitting that place and giving Cal a piece of my mind!"
Of course, the threat didn't hold much weight to it considering Tiana couldn't sacrifice any of her jobs at the moment, but it was nice to blow off a little steam, "Does Quintessa talk to you like that? I bet other jobs don't have to put up with this."
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"Limited edition. No pressure or anything then?" he laughed awkwardly, beginning to doubt his own ability to actually help. He took a moment to try and gather his concentration. "Don't worry, there'll be no broken ankles on my watch. But, you're right, if I paid my taxes, I'd be real cheesed off about the lights being so unreliable. You should write a letter. Send the mayor your shoe bill." "Well, in the ten seconds you've given me to think, I actually have managed to have some kind of brilliant idea. What if we try lifting it from this side? A little slower this time too. I think the angle's just wrong." He shifted his position, moving his hands to new angles on the shoes. "I'll lift, you pull back gently, and if it doesn't budge this time I'll...uh...get creative. Ready?"
“Careful! They're limited edition,” Vidia snapped, though there was an edge of vulnerability to her voice. She hated feeling like she needed anyone's help, but especially not some college kid. When Danny gave the sudden jab, the heel budged but not enough to free it. She sighed dramatically, her shoulders slumping, “And no, Danny, I don’t think they’re handing out tax refunds for inconveniences. Though they should. I mean, what’s the point of paying for streetlights if they can’t even do their job? Like, come on - just one reliable thing in this city would be great.”
Her gaze flicked down to her shoe then back to Danny as he pulled and pulled on the ankle, “So, Mr. Hero, any brilliant ideas that don’t involve breaking my ankle? I kind of use it, like, a lot.”
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"Safety in numbers." Danny repeated, nodding his head. "Sounds like a good plan to me. Though, two isn't a very big number." He paused, realising he likely shouldn't have said that aloud, knowing the other was trying to stop himself from freaking out. "I mean, I'm sure we'll still be fine! I can throw a punch of two when the going gets tough." He shadowboxed playfully, emphasising his point.
"Pretty sure the city hall ain't going anywhere. We'll find Mayor Zika no problem! But, let's take it slow and steady, yeah? No more headbuttin' signs on the way there." He chuckled a little to himself, picturing what happened again in his mind with a cartoonish level of exaggeration. "What do you want Mayor Zika for anyway? Aren't they probably swamped right now, y'know, with the whole 'no lights' thing?"
Hector stumbled back, clutching his forehead and groaning softly. “No, no, I’m fine! Really!” he squeaked, taking deep, calming breaths as Danny tried to make him feel better. There wasn't much that could be done though, everyone would just be in crisis-mode for the next several hours till morning. He shifted awkwardly, trying to wave off the concern with a nervous laugh. “I didn’t even see it, wh-who puts a sign there anyway, right?” He tried to read the street signs around them a little better, remembering where he was running to, “But, no! I have to get to the city hall building, or find Mayor Zika somewhere. But you can come though! I mean, not that I’m scared or anything! I just think, uh, safety in numbers, you know?”
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"Whoa, okay, deep breaths, champ!" he said quickly, putting both hands up in playful defense. "Let's just focus on right here, okay? Are you hurt? I might have a tissue or somethin' if you need it." He squinted at Hector in the low light, but wasn't able to pick up much at all.
"Cars will still have lights, they'll see each other coming and....and....well, maybe some people like elevator parties." he shrugged, offering a small smile, knowing it was a particularly lame band aid to slap over a real concern. "Your head's probably hurting from all those bad thoughts your having. Why don't I walk you home, and then, you can sleep until all of this is over!"
"The whole town??" Hector's panic levels were sent through the roof, and now his nice slacks were getting dirtied by the muck and dust on the sidewalk. He quickly picked himself up and tried to use his glases as a mirror. No luck though, with no lights around them, he couldn't even see a foot in front of his face. If blood started sripping from his nose, he'd just have to feel for it.
"That is not the bright side! This is most definitely, totally the dark, sad side!" Solar power wasn't a bad idea, but Hector was a little preoccupied to make more notes on the things he'd bring up to Hades at their next meeting, "Cars are gonna crash into each other, people are probably stuck in elevators!" If getting slammed in the face by a sign was the worst injury Hector received tonight, it'd be a miracle, "And now my head hurts."
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Danny paused for a moment, Vidia's sneer wasn't lost on him, but, he didn't show it. Instead, he focussed on holding the match a little steadier to get a better look. "Uh...nobody. Nevermind. Let's focus on getting you free." He tutted a little to himself as he took a look over the scene. "I think I can save 'em, but, uh, I'm not making any promises about being gentle." He grinned to himself, putting his hands on the shoes to try and wriggle them free. "Alright, hold still."
He put his fingers over where he wanted to grab before snuffing out the match and allowing his other hand to join the first. "I'm with you on the streetlights thing. You think they'll give us a tax refund for this blackout or somethin?" As he asked, he jabbed forward suddenly, hoping to dislodge the heel with the sudden rush of force.
A sneer quickly grew on Vidia's face as this young guy came to her "rescue". Great, she was inches away from burning her ankles off with some college kid who looked as baby-faced as ever. Careful not to kick him in the face, Vidia started to yank and pull upwards, trying to get the heels loose, "Don't tell? Who the hell am I going to tell?" At the moment, she was rather preoccupied. She really didn't want to lose these shoes, they probably cost more than a month's rent.
Vidia fumbled around with her phone screen brightness for a second, realizing the match would only light them up for so long, "Who knew street lights were so goddamn important," She sighed, getting a better look at where a strap of the heels had gotten tangled on a loose screw int he grate as well, "Ugh, okay, can you just try to get them up without scraping the sides?"
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"Whoa! You okay over there?" Danny called out after hearing the sudden clang of something colliding with metal. He squinted into the darkness before hurrying over, footsteps light but quick. "That was a big one. Loud too. Did it hurt?" He rummaged around in his pockets, trying to see if he had anything that would be of any use to the other, but, so far he was coming up empty. "Streetlights are out 'cause the whole town is out!" he explained, arms going wide with gesticulation.
"You'd think they'd have moved onto solar power by now, huh?" He didn't really care one way or another, but, rambling felt like he was helping, even if it was just to be a distraction. "Look on the bright side, nobody saw that ridiculous thing you just did. If the power was on, I bet somebody would be laughing. Not me though, I'd never laugh at you." He smiled a little at the absurdity of it all, knowing it was kept safe by the very darkness that caused it.
Hector stumbled through the darkness with an alarming speed, huffing and puffing as he tried to make it back to the city hall building. His eyes were still blurry from that sudden flash of light moments earlier, so he was blind to the stop sign he ran into moments later. With a yelp of pain, the lackey feel to his knees holding his face.
"Oh no, oh no nono," Hector muttered to himself, checking his nose for blood, "Why aren't the street lights on?"
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Danny had been wandering nearby, the quiet darkness of the town made it feel almost like a different place. He wasn't too bothered by it, though his night vision wasn't particularly great. Hearing a frustrated voice nearby, he turned and followed, spotting Vidia as he squinted to try and figure out what was happening and connect the dots in his mind. "Yikes, are you alright? Are you hurt? Or stuck?" He went to put his hand out to assess the situation further, but quickly realised that would be impolite and awkwardly returned them to himself.
"Don't worry, I'm here to help!" He crouched down, so he was close to the action, even if he wasn't exactly sure what the action was. "I have matches in my-...But don't tell my-..." he fumbled around, eventually getting the little box of matches out of his jacket pocket. "Here! Let's see what we're working with." He struck the match, holding it out until it took light enough to get a better picture of what had happened, and how he could help.
Vidia knew a lot of her running routes around town very well, so she wasn't having much difficulty navigating through the dark. The thing that was making it impossible to get home wasn't the darkness, but instead was the outpouring of every other soul in town onto the street level. Don't they know to get out of her way? How was she supposed to run home with every other person in her way?
"Oh god, don't tell me-" Vidia looked down at her party shoes, a pair of heels she'd been wearing to dance the night away, as they got stuck in a sewer grate, "These were new!"
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Danny let out an exaggerated gasp, stopping mid-step as the snowball shattered against his arm. "Oh no!" he cried out, clutching his arm like he'd been mortally wounded. "You got me! Right in the arm! How ever will I recover?" He stumbled back a few steps, playfully collapsing into the snow, arms splayed wide for maximum effect. After a few moments of playing dead, he peeked at her through one eye, playful grin already creeping back onto his face. "No, it didn't hurt. But, it did make things personal." he teased, giggling as he sat up again, brushing the snow off of his coat.
In one fell swoop, Danny scooped up a double handful of snow and began rolling it into a large, borderline comically oversized, snowball. "Now, you're for it." he mumbled as he hoisted the snowball up with both hands. With a playful laugh, he took a few wobbly steps before lobbing the giant snowball in her direction, only for it to break apart-mid air, scattering harmlessly into mini chunks instead. "Okay, okay. That one didn't count!" he called out, already gathering more snow. "But, you better run. Cause next time? I'm going for the title!"
Danny was so right about her aim, but Tiana couldn't exactly hear his yelling as she bolted as far away as possible. When the next snowball flew over her shoulder, Tiana practically yelped with a mix of being startled and pure excitement. Maybe weaving between the trees would help? None of them were thick enough to hide behind, but it'd throw off his aim enough to make the fight a little more fair, "Champion? Would gave you that title?"
She made a quick zig-zag through the forest nearby, only kneeling for a quick second to look behind and spot where Danny was chasing her. She scooped up another handful, not bothering to pack it into any shape, "I never give up, sugar!" But she could certainly avoid getting hit for as long as possible. With a new breath, Tiana made another throw, hitting Danny briskly in the arm and shattering into powder, "Oh no, that didn't hurt, did it?"
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Danny blinked, Hector's sudden shift in tone catching him off guard. "I was just jokin', y'know? Like, the baddies in the movies: bright green lasers, evil laughs, world domination, that kinda thing..." He tilted his head, studying the other for a moment before offering a playful chuckle, hoping to ease the tension. "And, uh, no. It's definitely not hot out here. You might be the first person in history to say that about Godscobh in December. I mean, unless it's opposites day."
He rocked back on his heels, tone light but laced with curiosity. "You okay, though? You seem a little...jumpy. But, if it helps, I don't think you'd make a very good bad guy. You're too nice. Bad guys wouldn't help clean up our porch." He smiled, trying to encourage Hector to follow along. "I wouldn't worry about it too much, if I were you."

Hector chuckled at Danny's positivity, shrugging off the hesitation he'd felt when thinking about how dreary his work life had gotten, "Yeah, but I don't think I'd want to go to work in spandex," Hades knew the job was embarrassing enough sometimes, maybe he'd enforce silly little outfits too.
At Danny's question, though, Hector's eyes grew wide. What? Huh? What was he really asking? Hector's line of work often forced him to read between the lines of anything someone said, but he'd been pretty sure the Rooney family was all above board with their nice suburban home and quaint family life, "Who, me? Work for the bad guys? I mean, like what even really is a bad guy, like who decides that?" Hector's voice was rising dangerously high, "Is it hot in here to you?" He said, despite being outside. In December.
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