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@bing-rhee

Danny held a hand against his head, pounding from the sheer amount of alcohol he’d consumed the night before. “ Ben. Benny, ” he called softly, holding his free hand out toward his foster brother. “ I’m gonna need the noise to go from here to here, ” he complained, dropping his hand lower as if to signify a drop in volume. 

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spriingflowers:

“I’m dramatic alright? It’s still pretty bad considering I was actually trying. I followed the recipe exactly I don’t know what went wrong or why some of them caught fire.”

“ Followed it exactly, huh? ” Danny commented unbelieving, raising in eyebrow in her direction. “ Must be a curse or something, I can’t bake for shit either. Tried to make brownies once and totally forgot the flour. So I had to eat it with a spoon, but it wasn’t bad. ”

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toulousechat:

Tou couldn’t help but laugh at the way Danny perked up immediately at the thought of a club. “Romero, don’t you get enough of that scene back home? Just excited that you don’t have to pour the drinks tonight?” He shook his head. “I mean, I’ve got a fiance that can, but only into a bird. I think we should skip the tiger tonight though. Not looking to die before my wedding. Maybe an overgrown tabby cat if we’re really missing out on it.” He raised an eyebrow at Aaron’s words. “Ground rules, alright. Sounds fair to me. What are we thinking?” He paused. “I’ll start: no strippers. Not interested.”

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Ber wasn’t surprised that his brother had rejected the tiger, but it didn’t make him any less disappointed that they’d get through this night with no tiger “A cat will do, more of a dog person myself but if it comes down to it, I suppose that’s a suitable substitute.” the thought of setting ground rules was relieving to him, he wasn’t the biggest partyer and definitely had limits (truthfully, he’d probably hide out in the bathroom and text his boyfriend once the others were wasted), at least they hadn’t been thinking they’d be entirely reckless tonight “I second the strippers. Don’t understand the need for them.”

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“ That I do not, Timothy, ” Danny shot back, mocking his boss’s old tendency to call Toulouse by any T name that came to mind. “ There’s a reason I don’t get a better job. ” Though the shapeshifting tiger sounded all fine and dandy, it was Berlioz’s other mention that had him turning his gaze toward the youngest Chat. “ Wait, could we get a dog? ” If it was possible for anyone to be in a bad mood while petting a puppy, they must’ve had no soul to begin with. Danny had to agree wholeheartedly with the no strippers rule. He got enough of that at Siren’s, after all--- the dancers’ skimpy costumes almost felt more like an annoyance at this point. “ Cool, sounds reasonable.”

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pwrlessfiona:

“Okay… Tell me all the gossip. I’m dying to know! Come on, come on, come on.” Fiona begged with the best pout she could muster.

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“ Uh, just because I work the bar doesn’t mean I hear everything, ” Danny pointed out, faking offense, though he did lower his voice as he leaned slightly closer to her. “ But um... name anyone in town, I could probably do a dramatic reenactment of their drunk voice. ”

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mickmunroe:

“Wish it was that easy. The issue is that she talks to it- him. Full on conversations.” he shrugged “I know dogs make good companions, but shit..”

“ So she named a dog after you... and then started talking to it like a human being... ” Danny started. “ Ever get the feeling you’re being replaced? ” he teased, a quiet laugh escaping him. He couldn’t help it--- the situation was entirely too ridiculous.

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aaronshaw:

Aaron simply blinked back and frowned a bit. “Who said that I’m on something? This could just be naturally occurring conversation.”

“ Uh huh, ” Danny said flatly, unbelieving. “ I’m gonna need like three more drinks before we get all existential. ”

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zerosnohero:

Zoella smirked slightly and took a small sip of her drink. “I usually never work the late night shift because that’s when the weirdos come in. The weirdos or the drunks. Their tattoos are always the hardest because they want something too extreme or they can’t sit still or they come in days later screaming about ‘how dare we tattoo them when they weren’t in their right mind.’ I needed the extra cash to help a friend out, I hate asking my parents for money seeing as how they hardly even notice I still live near them, and so I took the night shift knowing I’d get more money that way. A man stumbled in and wanted, I’m not joking, a penis on top of his penis. I don’t mind doing work on private body parts. A body is a body. But I needed to double check. The flesh there is incredibly sensitive and, lets be honest, what an idiotic tattoo. So I’m asking him ‘sir are you sure?’ and he goes, ‘Yes and I need you to write little dicky underneath it.’ I guess he named his genitals which is beyond me. Why do men name their genitals? And why name it something as demeaning as ‘little dicky’?”

Danny couldn’t wipe the amused expression off of his face, her story feeling almost nostalgic to him. The types of customers she was describing almost definitely came straight from him, after all--- he’d overheard far too many drunken conversations about getting tattoos just before the group in question would make their way out of sight. “ He wanted a penis on top of his penis, ” Danny repeated blankly, a crease forming between his brows in confusion. Why in hell would someone think that was a good idea? What would you say when you intended on having sex with someone and they pointed out that you had a dick drawn on your dick? Sounded like some life ruining shit to him. “ I mean... it’s not the most demeaning name for a dick I’ve ever heard. Then again, I work behind a bar, I’ve heard some weird shit. ”

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babesreyes:

     ❝ I wasn’t ranting — ❞ She started defensively, returning to the present from… wherever she’d been, talking about something or another at the Den. Maybe in a more impassioned way than she should’ve been. Bianca hesitated, wincing slightly. ❝ — Was I ranting? ❞

Danny gave a slow nod, an almost apologetic look flashing across his eyes. “ Yep. Total rant material, ” he informed her. Not that he was entirely opposed to it--- the same shit she was describing about the Den went on every day at Siren’s as well. “ I don’t care, keep going if that’s what floats your boat. ”

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babesreyes:

     ❝ I wasn’t ranting — ❞ She started defensively, returning to the present from… wherever she’d been, talking about something or another at the Den. Maybe in a more impassioned way than she should’ve been. Bianca hesitated, wincing slightly. ❝ — Was I ranting? ❞

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toulousechat:

“Yeah well, Dimitri can go suck a big fat one. Bet you he’ll hired someone with another T name as soon as he can. After all, he hasn’t tried Tyler or Theron yet.” Tou rolled his eyes, glance darting past Danny to where Meg was, perfectly content and chatty with Flynn not on until later on in the night. “You’ve got to get Suzanne on top of that scheduling shit before one of them kills the other. Though, if it comes down to it, my money is on Meg.” He grinned, taking a sip of his drink before shrugging and setting the glass back down, smile now gone. “I don’t know man. I was thinking something more hands on. Something where I’m not sitting behind a desk all day, you feel?”

“ Pretty sure he does it on purpose to try and make people feel shitty. Dude forgets my name. It’s two fucking syllables, what’s not to get? Unfortunately for him, there’s no way to make me feel any shittier, so he’s barking up the wrong tree. ” Danny followed his friend’s gaze, glancing over his shoulder toward the girl in question. “ Oh yeah, there’s no competition. No way Meg doesn’t come out of this on top. But if Flynn asks, I’m totally in his corner, ” he commented, turning back to face Tou. “ Blue collar kinda guy, huh? Bet you’d make a good carpenter. Or, like... a pro wrestler. I’d watch the shit out of that. ”

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curtis-bonnet:

“It’s uh…” He stopped, looking up to the bartender as he let his words trail off, thinking about the problem again before snapping back. “It’s missing a piece. Something to ensure the cooling system is working properly with the rest of the machinery. I don’t know what kind of mechanism I want to use, but it needs to be small enough to not take up too much machine space but big enough to do its job effectively.” He shrugged, tapping his fingers against the top of the page. “It’s a personal problem, I guess.”

Danny stared blankly as the other spoke, words barely even processing in his mind. There was a reason he worked as a bartender, after all--- he didn’t exactly have a decent grip on any of that science-y shit. But hey, it was nice to know that someone did. “ I... did not understand a single word of that. But I’m sure you’ll figure it out. Think you could use anything to help? Soda? Pretzels? ...Vodka? ”

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berdolce:

Berlioz had been asking for help with this for months. He’d scrapped so many outrageous ideas, things he wasn’t sure would appeal to Tou “Right,” Ber flipped open a small notebook full of crossed out ideas “There’s this club- way better than Siren’s Song, no worries. Brand new, pretty exclusive, thank Marie for this but..” he reached into his pocket, holding up three golden plastic cards “These are for unlimited drinks. It doesn’t mean drink yourself to a hospital. VIP booth has been rented out for the night. Also, can you believe there’s no way to rent a tiger in Charming?”

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Danny hadn’t really been paying attention to the conversation, much more preoccupied with the soft comforter on the hotel bed--- until the word club was mentioned, of course, piquing his interest. “ Oh, thank god, ” he muttered to himself, though it didn’t take much for a club to be better than his shitty workplace. They did hire him, after all. And unlimited drinks were a plus as well. Never once had he been more grateful to have befriended someone with money. “ I totally could’ve gotten you a tiger, man, but not on such short notice. The foster network runs deep but not that deep. ”

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toulousechat:

Tou shook his head, letting out a sigh as he downed another gulp of whiskey. “I just… I don’t know what to do you know? I feel like I should find something less temporary to do with my life, but like…. I’d feel bad leaving you guys. And I’m not even sure if I know what that less temporary thing is that I’d do.”

“ Don’t feel bad, I think we can get on just fine without you. Although Dimitri might explode with all of the other T names he’s been dying to call you. And I might explode if I have to hear one more petty argument between Meg and Flynn, but that’s bound to happen whether you’re here or not. ” Danny shrugged, putting the glass away before returning to his spot behind the bar. “ Well, what do you want out of life or whatever? I think that’s where people start when job searching, right? ”

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zerosnohero:

“Was that really a rant I was giving? I’ve never heard it described that way. Well, I’m still very sorry to have wasted your time. I don’t usually stop people like this and, in all honesty, I thought I was the only one listening to me speak which is why I went on as long as I did.” 

“ Sounded like it to me. It’s fine, it’s not like I have anything better to do with my time. Though you do have me kinda curious now, what exactly happened? ”

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mickmunroe:

“In that case— my mom also got this ugly rat dog and she named it Marcus. It’s fucking awkward not knowing whether she’s talking to me or the dog.”  

Danny couldn’t help the quiet laugh that escaped him at the other’s confession. “ Is it that hard to tell apart? She command you to sit a lot or something? ”

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curtis-bonnet:

Curtis blushed and looked down, not realizing the man was listening to him mutter away to himself as he wrote in his journal. He was having difficulties with one part of a machine and he found sitting in a new location may help cure him of his block. The bar was the closest thing, so he figured he’d give it a try. Now he was just embarrassing himself in front of a stranger. “Sorry,” he muttered, picking up his pencil from where he had thrown it down onto the counter. “Just in a bit of a rough spot.”

Danny glanced over the counter, eyes landing on the pages of the other’s journal. The elaborate diagrams, of course made no sense at all to him, and the scribbled notes in the corners of the pages were no help at all. “ Looks... complicated, ” he commented, turning his gaze from the journal back to the man as he spoke. “ Why, what’s wrong with it? ”

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fayethefawn:

“I know but I hate to come in here and just be like ‘blah here are all my problems, help me out Han Solo, you’re my only hope.’”

“ Oh, I wasn’t gonna help you. I could offer you a snide comment, probably, but mostly I just wanna hear everyone spill. It gets boring back here, y’know? ”