#dani2

[gladeorange]

@liildenniison

After making it clear that she thought his dick game wasn’t “that good” and that she thought he was no more than a pervert, Glade’s reasons for keeping his contact with Dani completely non-sexual were threefold. For one thing, he had already decided their working relationship while she designed and created a custom Halloween suit for him should be entirely professional—fewer distractions meant better attention to detail after all. But the note they ended on when they had last hooked up inspired another two motivations for keeping things PG between them. The first was admittedly petty: she had insulted his pride and implied that he couldn’t get some whenever he wanted, so he wasn’t planning on making himself available to her even if she wanted some. (Glade was pretty sure she was more pent-up than he was if she was so ready to jump on him before, when she clearly couldn’t stand him. On the other hand, he had no issue finding others to get off with in the meantime.)

His last reason was less about punishment and more about reframing…If Dani knew nothing about him but that he was a horny motherfucker, of course she would dismiss him as a perv and mark down everything he did to some deviant whim. For the first time since they’d met, Glade had seen a glimpse of a future in which the two of them could actually become friends—their shared interest in a particular holiday being a good jumping off point for bonding—and it would never happen if she kept seeing him as a sex-driven degenerate. That was only part of his personality: he had a lot more to offer! Since the first text messages establishing the commission process and their first meeting for measurements, he had refrained from saying all of the sexual innuendos that came to mind (which was a hard ask, honestly) and only teased Dani in the same light-hearted way he would treat his friends. It was quite a change, considering they had never had such innocent interactions before, but after the first few conversations Glade thought she had finally stopped expecting him to try anything more.

He’d come into her workplace to bother her more than once since the first time—to check on the progress of the commission or offer more ideas he’d come up with, to attempt to get to know her by asking about her favorite horror movies, and mostly to entertain her with his charming presence while business in the shop was slow. Notably, he had taken the opportunity on one occasion to take advantage of her promise to provide excellent customer service if he was an actual customer by continually bringing things up to check out and prolonging the process. She definitely hated that one. By the time she informed him that his suit was ready for pick-up, he was pretty comfortable in the shop. The only corner of the building he hadn’t seen more than once was the back room Dani had pulled him into on his first visit here, which she was now directing him to for the final try-on. Glade thought he had gotten pretty used to suppressing the urges to make inappropriate comments, but this was a true struggle. Best behavior. The only way he could manage not to say the wrong thing was by not saying anything at all, biting his tongue as he followed her to the room and found the garment bag containing his new most prized possession. “It’s perfect,” he whispered reverently, running his fingers along the detail work. He took off his racing jacket, tossing it haphazardly onto the table, and tried on the suit jacket. “Oh, no…”

[nctahousecat]

Binx nodded in agreement. Though he couldn’t possibly imagine the burdening feeling of a monthly menstrual cycle, it sure seemed terrible. That on top of a curse would just be unbearable. The cursed male smiled as she once again offered for him to stay with her while he was in his cat form, but Binx had yet to take on the offer despite her many attempts. He didn’t want to be an inconvenience, and he’d already figured out his own little ways of getting in and out of his apartment during his moments as a cat. Besides that, he had yet to reveal to Dani just how bad his memory was under the full moon; he had a feeling she had caught onto it on her own by now, but she may not have realized just how bad it truly could be at times, or at least how unreliable his memory truly was. He’d only recently confessed this struggle with his girlfriend, after all. Binx shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t think there’s any need for me to stay with you,” he began honestly, “and I know you’re busy with your own stuff. I'd hate to add more to your plate... but I promise if I need your help, I’ll be sure to find you.” He had yet to fill in Dani on the recent updates with his girlfriend, so he decided now may be a good chance to bring it up; it may ease any worries she's had about him and his curse lately. “Besides… I’m actually considering asking Sophie to move in with me soon.”

“That would be horrific!” The redhead claimed, eyes comically wide as she tried to imagine being both cursed while dealing with your time of the month. Having a period was bad enough— with all the blood, the cramps, and the bloating? It could really suck being a woman, but to add being cursed alongside of that? Yeah, it was a good thing that Binx didn’t need to deal with both. Even though what he has to deal with was way worst than having a period alone, because at least not every time was so bad and it’s only for a couple of days, but for Binx? Sure, he wasn’t eternally stuck as a cat now, but Dani knew how bad his memory can be whenever he was in his cat state, and she can only imagine how difficult it must be needing to adjust in knowing that he wasn’t entirely human anymore either— even if it has been centuries since he last was considered a regular human. She would take having a period any day over being cursed. But that’s also why she was trying to make light of this situation, feeling triumph as he laughed at her comment. “My offer to stay with me still stands!” Dani stated, with a half smile. “I’ll gladly watch over you whenever it’s a full moon. You know? I can get you a special bowl with your name custom made on it, feed you all your favorite foods, and of course play with you all day!” She beamed. “Or better yet because I know you don’t actually want me treating you like a house cat— and you are more than that to me, I could just follow you around wherever you go as a cat if it helps make you feel any better.” 

[wonryllis]

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[slightlyconceited]

@liildenniison (continued from here)

“This one’s for Daniiiii….Devito”

She thought it was going to be another one of his heartbreak songs, or maybe even another rendition of ‘Gives You Hell’ — both while annoying as it would have been to hear especially considering how Dani thought that she and Slightly were finally making some strides in amending the issues they had with one another, at least either song choice would’ve been familiar for her. Expected even. So while at first, the redhead had a skeptical look on her face when her ex-boyfriend dedicated his karaoke song of choice to her, she also still put up a smile when a few people nearby turned to look at her. Nervous and unsure, her hand reached over to grab Dipper’s, feeling glad that she had him there besides her at the moment. Maybe they should go make their way towards a different part of the apartment and not listen to Slightly’s song? But before she could utter that suggestion, Slightly began singing.

If you change your mind, I’m the first in line Honey, I’m still free Take a chance on me

What.The.Hell. Eyes opening wide and her hold within Dipper’s hand tighten, Dani could only stare at her ex with shock. He was not doing this right now. In front of all these people? In front of Dipper? She was in such a state of shock that once the song finally came to an end, it hadn’t dawned to her that there were still people looking at her. Waiting, as if they were expecting some kind of reaction from Dani. And when she turned her gaze back towards Slightly who was looking directly at her as well, all the redhead did was shake her head. Releasing Dipper’s hand, Dani turned and left the room. She pushed through the crowd, not caring where she was going just as long as she got far away from that room as possible. Away from Slightly— only for someone to grab her hand and stop her. Turning, she now became face to face with her ex who began to spew out words about them getting back together. “What? No!” She rejected, pulling her arm away from him. Was this the reason why Slightly invited her to this party in the first place? To try and get back together with her?

Shaking her head once again, Dani turned away and continued to walk. While doing so, the redhead inhaled deeply, trying to force away the stinging within her eyes as tears were starting to force their way out. She still cared about Slightly. She did, and if this were any other day, a different time, than maybe she would reconsider. After all, she spent months feeling bad about herself for not being able to give him her all. Months of accepting the fact that he might just hate her for not loving him the way he loved her. Heck, months of not trying anything with Dipper because of the guilt still eating her away from the inside because Dani felt like it wouldn’t be right for her to be happy when Slightly wasn’t. And yet now? With things seeming to move forward between her and Dipper? And now that she and Slightly had finally talked things out and what she thought was them being on better terms, now he does this? And in front of Dipper too? The worst would be if he overheard Slightly, a thought in which Dani didn’t want to consider until she finally found herself outside the apartment, into it’s front yard.

Rubbing her eyes, she heard the sound of footsteps behind her causing the redhead to sigh. “Please, don’t.” Dani mumbled, slowly turning to look back at Slightly once again. Likely taking her expression into account, her ex blurts out if being drunk was an excused for all this, causing her to sarcastically laugh at him. “That makes it worst!” Dani shouted, not caring if anyone over hears her. Yet as quickly as that outburst came, the exhaustion replaced it soon after as more tears fell out. “I’m sorry, Slightly. But I really can’t.” Dani whipped more tears away. Really, she couldn’t. It wouldn’t be fair if she did agree, no matter what kind of feelings were still there, they just weren’t enough. “You know it wouldn’t be fair on either of us if we tried, right?” She then said, before finally walking back towards his direction. “You should be with someone who can give their all to you and…..” Pausing right before him, she sadly smiled. “I think we both know that person will never be me.”

“I’m sorry.”  

So…He was more than a little drunk. He had started doing shots after his run-in with Tink and then seeing Ember again completely wrecked him for the rest of the night. It was all just too much to handle sober, so he turned to alcohol. That ended up being an even worse decision than he could have predicted—instead of numbing his feelings, intoxication just exacerbated them and he was reeling, grasping for something steady. In a world where people just ghosted instead of being honest about their feelings, who could he count on? There had been one person he had ever dated who hadn’t lied, hadn’t cheated, hadn’t disappeared without a trace. At the time when they were together, the knowledge that Dani had feelings for a friend of hers, even if she had no intention of acting upon them, was too much for Slightly. But maybe he should have considered it in another light: Dani cared enough about him to be forthcoming about it. She had still wanted to see where things could go for them…In time, their relationships might have grown more important to her than the love she had for this other guy. She might have even loved Slightly back eventually. But he was impatient and distrusting, unable to wait it out and risk letting himself be burned once again by someone who could dump him at any moment for all he knew at the time.

Maybe it was all him. Maybe he was the problem. He was the one constant in all of his failed relationships. There was just something about him that kept people from wanting to stay, and the one who did he had driven away by being suspicious that she would eventually abandon him, too. If he recognized this, though, he could actually do something about it, fix the problem. Fix himself and be the person he should have been the first time around. Getting up to dedicate a karaoke song to his ex-girlfriend was a blur, and any “thought process” that went into his decision to sing an ABBA song after Dipper’s rendition of another of their numbers earlier in the night was directed by all the alcohol pumping through Slightly’s system and clouding his judgment. This certainly wouldn’t have happened if he was sober. It also wouldn’t have happened if Tink hadn’t kissed the boy he liked and turned the kaleidoscope of hopeful butterflies he’d been feeling earlier in the night into a swarm of hornets in his head (Prettier, smarter, braver, who wouldn’t choose her? He couldn’t compete even if he’d wanted to.) Nor would it even have happened if he wasn’t painfully reminded of another failed relationship of his—it was really a perfect storm of circumstances that put the idea in his inebriated brain that getting Dani to take him back would somehow make him feel any better. Yeah, if it weren’t for all that, the self-respect wouldn’t have entirely fled his body.

He wouldn’t be chasing after his ex, begging her to get back together for reasons that would be unclear even to himself come tomorrow morning. “You’re the only one who was ever honest. Isn’t that—that more important, maybe? The exciting stuff at the start of a relationship always fades away, and then they’re gone. But a…” He struggled to find the word, stuttering for a moment. “Commitment! That sticks. I get it now! Why shouldn’t we try again?” He blinked and they were outside. Please, don’t, she said, turning back with tears on her face. Had he really just made her cry? What the hell was he doing? She rebuffed his excuse of being drunk, though it was truly the only one he could offer right now. And then she was giving him the answer he had asked for, why they couldn’t try again. How the person who could give their all to him would never be her. And she was right—his shitty decision making in his current state aside, he did know that. But that was the fucking rub, wasn’t it? If Dani, the one who had tried harder than anybody to love him, wasn’t the one who could give her whole heart to him, then nobody was. Nobody, nobody would take him for what he was. Couldn’t she see that? Whether she realized that or not, he couldn’t argue with her, and he wouldn’t make her lie to him. He’d done his share of being pathetic the last time they’d had an emotionally vulnerable conversation; this was just earning more pity and it wasn’t productive.

“Yeah...You’re right,” he choked out, closing his eyes and rubbing the side of his face with one hand as if warding off an oncoming headache. He was suddenly exhausted. Being awake at all seemed like a bad idea now that he had already made enough of a mess of everything. The party was still going on inside the apartment; he could go back and hang out until things died down enough for him to get to bed. Stop drinking in the meantime and clear his head a little. “Sorry I…just, sorry.” For ruining her night, he owed a better apology when coherent thoughts and words found him again, but that wouldn’t be right here, right now. He had to open his eyes again and face her at some point, so he forced himself to do so. “Just forget I said anything, please? It’s been a long night.”

[dreams-of-a-lark]

danixb​:

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Dani wasn’t sure how their words would land or if they were something Lark was even in a place to hear but some of the anxiety disspated as Lark continued to draw them closer instead of shoving them away. Phew. They meant it though. Lark had been the first to show Dani kindness and acceptance despite their rocky mistrustful start to beach life. Dani wouldn’t be where they were now without his influence, patience, and kindness and there’d been no real good way to return those gifts before tonight. When for once, maybe they could be the one that helped for a bit. 

A small shiver ran through their body despite the layers of heat now wrapped around them as Lark moved, somehow getting even closer. It’d been many years since they’d found themselves in such a space and warred between being desperately relieved and absolutely terrified of it. Nobody who’d wrapped Dani up like this before was still alive to repeat the experience despite all their best efforts. But now wasn’t the time to think about it. They were already here. Lark’d be fine. Dani’d be careful. Very careful…but surely…one night would be alright? Especially a night like this with the fog for cover. 

Sighing softly, they turned into the touch a little more just in case it was the last one for another many years until Lark spoke up and again rendered Dani speechless. Lark appreciated them? Dani couldn’t help but peek up and grin a little more. “I’m glad you’re here with me too.” Was it getting late? How could one tell? Dani’d lost all sense of time many hours ago but they supposed it was getting darker. “D’you want me to start a small fire somewhere before it gets dark?” Some people found the flickering flames comforting - but others found them unsettling and Dani wasn’t sure where Lark fell on that. 

Except the world started to tilt and Dani had to swallow down some giggles on the way down because apparently that’s what sleepy Lark felt about that. Not that Dani minded. On the contrary, they rather delighted in being someone’s teddy bear from time to time. Their eyes watched their fingers interlace which made the words a little amusing. Go ahead and go despite both my arms and hands asking you to stay. Wouldn’t it be easier to just…oh. There it was. He could ask. 

“I’m here.” Dani reminded quietly. “I’m staying. Go ahead and close your eyes. I’ve got you.” Maybe Lark would wake up and find this was all just a weird shared bad dream. Maybe the others wouldn’t be too angry with him for giving into the desperation that’d sent so many into the water today. Maybe they’d find themselves in a similar situation with a lighter mood one day.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.

They noticed the loosening of their fingers so they just tightened the grip, shifting closer, and purposefully settling their weight along Lark’s side - physically signaling their presence as much as they could. They’d keep a lookout and make sure Lark could get some rest. It was the only other comfort they could offer besides their continued presence at this point and was still woefully inadequate. 

But here they were.

Dani stayed still, eyes carefully tracking between Lark and the rest of the shed, alert for any signs of unease or sneaky danger. They didn’t trust this fog. And once Lark went lax with sleep - the voices just seemed to get louder and more so after the last rays of sunshine slipped away - now it wasn’t just snippets of words or murmured voices - these were voices and sentences Dani knew. Ghosts of lives long past. 

But just voices.

The shed remained dark.

And Lark thankfully seemed to remain sleeping peacefully. Dani could only hope they were sparing his dreams. Seconds, hours, minutes passed - Dani was fully disoriented to time now - but something moved. Their whole body went rigid, sprung tight and ready to defend Lark with any means necessary, but nothing. No new sounds, no new voices, no sudden movements. Seconds ticked by with the beat of their racing heart until more flashes of movement had unease growing to the point that getting up to double-check the shed was safe and empty was the only option.

Gingerly, they started to work their fingers away from Lark’s half-raising up on their free arm to try and begin extracting themselves before freezing. Did Lark move? Had they woke him? Shit. Maybe if they just stayed really really still Lark’d go back to sleep….

☁︎︎☽☀︎︎☾☁︎︎

‘I’m staying... I’ve got you.’ The sweet words echoed through Lark’s head as he faded, permeating his unconscious. In his sleep, Lark lived out the dream that plagued so many nights here — the memory of falling off the ship, Elias reaching out to him, hitting the water. Only this time, instead of everything going black as the water took him, he slipped beneath the waves to find the burning light of the sun refracted down through the shimmering surface of the ocean. Another figure reached out to him from the light and he reached back, his hand making a home in theirs. Dani pulled him out of the water and onto the banks of Meridium, but the fear and sorrow, that came when he’d first washed ashore in reality, weren’t present this time. The grief of loss lingered only as a distant hum as opposed to a screaming ring in his ears. In place of all that turmoil, there was hope, wrapped around him in a warm embrace and then...

A tug at his fingers and a pull of his arm stirred him to waking. His eyelids fluttered open, leaden and languid. It took a moment for him to remember where he was and who he was with, but once he did, settling back in came naturally. He noticed Dani facing the doorway, body tense and alert, so he rested a hand on their shoulder and tenderly rubbed the crook of their neck with his thumb. Leaning his head beside where his hand was, he whispered, “Hey... everything okay?”

The voices in the air were clearer now, more disorienting... familiar even. With the way Dani seemed so on the defensive, Lark worried about the level to which the horrid sounds might be terrorizing them. He ran a hand in soft strokes against their back, hoping to help ease their anxiety. When he gathered the energy to move a little more, he propped himself up to look at them and get a better read on what might be troubling them. 

It took a moment for his eyes to fully adjust to the darkness, but once they did, and the features of the person laying beside him sharpened, he froze in total awe. He knew he’d fallen asleep beside Dani and he thought that was who he was trying to comfort right now. But, by some strange Meridium magic, somehow he’d woken up tangled with the person he’d doubted he’d ever get the chance to hold again.

Elias.

A million thoughts battled for the spotlight in his mind. There was no denying the impact Dani had on him, especially with their recent appearance in his dream. It all seemed to point toward his heart betraying itself. Looking into Elias’s eyes now, it was hard not to feel a twinge of guilt. Still, at the same time... this was incredible. An impossible miracle that he didn’t quite know what to do with. What happened to Dani? Did they leave after Lark fell asleep? How did Elias get here? Had he been with Elias this whole time in the real world and everything of the island was all just an elaborate dream?

So many thoughts and so many more questions. The only thing certain was how good it was to see Elias’s face again, to get another chance to memorize all of his features, even if it wouldn’t last. Speechless, he moved his hand to their face, half-expecting it to phase straight through the apparition, elated to find skin meeting warm skin. Overwhelmed by surprise, he let out a small, breathless laugh. His voice returning to him, he murmured, “You’re here...” 

He took their face with both hands now and pressed his forehead to theirs, blissful relief swathed every inch of his body, “I can’t believe it, you’re really here. You are really here aren’t you? Or am I still dreaming? If I am, don’t let me wake up.” 

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Dani2

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[berberanews]

Siyaasi Xaashi; Xasan sheekhoow, wixii  shalay ku seegay, yaanay maanta ku seegin.

Siyaasi Xaashi; Xasan sheekhoow, wixii  shalay ku seegay, yaanay maanta ku seegin.

Waxaan halkan hambalyo iyo bogaadin balaadhan uga dirayaa, madaxweynaha cusub ee loo doortay dawlada Somaliya mudane Xasan Sheekh Maxamuud.Sidoo kale, waxaan bogaadinayaa musharaxiinta aan guulaysan ee kala ah.1. Mudane Siciid Cabdilaahi Dani2. Mudane Xasan Cali KhayreKuwaas oo u tartamay si halw-karnimo iyo hufnaan leh, isla markaana muujiyay bisayl, iyo bir-labnimo badan. Madaxweyne Xasan…

[k00r]

azert meg van hova fejlodni

[08:15:45] <@ropi> csé [08:16:49] <07@xxxbence> tsa [08:20:49] <09@dani2> tsa [08:39:01] <09@dani2> na sokszor szakadod? [08:39:07] <09@dani2> szakadok? [08:39:23] <09@dani2> tegnap 14 orakor volt az uccsó [08:51:29] <@ropi> az jó, nem? [08:52:05] <07@xxxbence> az jo igen [08:52:05] * @dani2 (~dani2@0123.pool.digikabel.hu) Quit (Connection reset by peer) [08:52:07] <07@xxxbence> :D [08:52:15] <@ropi> XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD [08:52:21] <07@xxxbence> :DDDDDDDD [08:52:31] <@ropi> bazze, sírok [08:52:36] <07@xxxbence> azert meg van hova fejlodni

[olasdeoficina-blog]

Entre llamadas, se relata lo sucedido...

Tarde de Domingo en la oficina. Como cualquier tarde de fin de semana no hay mucho para hacer y a esto se le suma que no hace mucho calor...más bien esta fresco y con ello, la gente se queda adentro.

Al pasillo donde se encuentra mi “puesto”, llega Dani y comienza a narrar sus aventuras amorosas de la pasada noche, las oyentes Dani2 y Lu escuchan sin dejar de mirar las pantallas de sus computadoras. El mate va y viene...

Dani: Ayer pedimos unas pizzas y bue...pasó lo que tenía que pasar. Ella es una chica tipicamente chusma en el todo buen sentido, eso quiere decir que a todo le impone sumamente importancia. Lu: Ahhh que bien...felicitaciones. Y bueno, hablaron? Cómo te fue? Dani: No hablamos casi nada. Pusimos una película y ta! Me levante hoy a las 06 am y roncaba el pobre; me parece que lo deje en coma. Dani2: Opa Dani, qué bien. Todos están comiendo. Dani: Si! Qué bárbaro. El tema es que le iba a hacer yo las pizzas, pero en la tarde me vi con aquel y ta... le tuve que hacer yo las pizzas. Sinceramente ya no tenia más ganas de amasar.  Lu: Ahhh y cómo anda ese? Dani: Bien, ya no toma más por suerte. Me dejo y ahora justo se pone a no tomar. Vos viste? Me invito a la casa porque quería que le diera mi opinión sobre su nueva novia.

(por lo que se escucha a continuación, “aquel” es el ex)

Dani2: Y entonces, qué tal? Dani: Bien. Yo que sé. Parece ser que mi opinión es muy importante (aclara sumamente orgullosa). Por suerte ya no toma. Eso es lo importante. Yo ya lo banque mucho, esta nueva no va a tener que bancarse nada...jeje.

Las chicas mate de por medio, giraban su cabeza y seguían mirando entretenidas sus compus. aunque se ven entretenidas con el relato. Básicamente Dani, lamentablemente estaba haciendo de su relato, un monologo. (Cayeron llamadas a los teléfonos de Dani2 y Lu) Dani: Bueno chicas, las dejo que hay trabajo. Después les cuento como sigue. Si me escribe el dormido vengo, jejeje.

Se retira orgullosa por aquel pasillo de pisos flotantes y luces que intermitean.

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[willtherealmadridpleasestandup]

I cannot believe I missed Danilo screwing up keepy-uppies

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Dani2

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[danilointhefridge]

i've heard someone played well today 😳😳😎😎

[k00r]

baldur’s gate és turing

[13:16:53] <@mrg> http://www.pcgamer.com/pillars-of-eternity-review/ [13:16:56] <@mrg> !!! [13:17:12] <@mrg> csorog a nyalam [13:17:27] <@xxxbence> wow !! [13:17:28] <@xxxbence> mieZ? [13:18:02] <@xxxbence> ez olyasmi mint a heroes of the might and magic? [13:18:07] <@mrg> nem [13:18:16] <@mrg> ez olyan mint a baldur's gate 1-2 [13:18:20] <@mrg> meg az icewind dale 1-2 [13:19:15] <@mrg> tegnap jelent meg [13:19:18] <@mrg> mar fent van ncoreon [13:19:47] <@dani2> fuu az ilyen gémektől már 1993-ban a falra másztam :D [13:20:03] <@dani2> persze kupi megmondta, ez azért van mert nincs fantáziám :) [13:24:29] <@mrg> nekem ezek voltak a kedvenc jatekaim :) [13:24:58] <@dani2> fuu vazz [13:25:00] <@dani2> :)) [13:25:12] <@dani2> ilyen diabló és társai [13:25:14] <@dani2> te jó ég [13:25:20] <@dani2> szomszéd arc is nyomatta [13:25:50] <@dani2> és csomoszor athivott hogy nézzem ahogy játszik :) [13:26:29] <@ropi> dani2 kétféle ember van [13:26:41] <@ropi> aki szereti az ilyen játékokat és akik utáljűk [13:26:58] <@ropi> én is utálom a fantasy jelegűeket [13:26:59] <@ropi> ez van [13:27:14] <@dani2> akkor neked sincs fantáziád [13:27:17] <@ropi> sok haver meg imádja [13:27:23] <@ropi> nincs hát [13:27:24] <@dani2> még azt sem tudtad ki volt turing... [13:27:29] <@dani2> komolyan... [13:27:30] <@dani2> :D [13:27:58] <@ropi> :DDD [13:28:00] <@ropi> és? [13:28:28] <@dani2> hát ennyi [13:28:36] <@dani2> ezzel mindent elmondtál magadról :) [13:28:38] <@dani2> :DDDD [13:28:50] <@ropi> csak hallkan jegyzem meg, hogy én se tudtam [13:29:07] <@dani2> rólad beszélek bébi :DD [13:29:18] <@ropi> jaaa [13:29:21] <@ropi> oké [13:29:24] <@dani2> :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD [13:29:25] <@ropi> és még vmi [13:29:32] <@ropi> olvasni sem tudok [13:29:36] <@dani2> :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

[harrytouchmybum-blog]

Dani in California (2)

I wake up from a peaceful sleep.I’m alive.I think to myself, knowing I had a stranger in my spare bedroom. I get my running shoes on and go on a run. With my iPod on full blast, I run on the beach to my favorite band, Boyce Avenue, until I tire and walk up the hill to my house.

I open my door and go check on the boy in my spare room. He’s gone. His bed was made and the banana was eaten and thrown in the trash can with the glass of water in the kitchen sink. There was a note on the bed.

Thank you so much for the hospitality. I would love to formally introduce myself to a lovely stranger. Meet me for coffee at 10 xxH

H? What does H stand for? I look at the clock; it was 9:15. I had nothing planned for today so I decided to shower and put on a band t-shirt and some high waist shorts with minimal makeup and went down to the coffee shop down the hill.

I decided to sit down and wait for H to arrive. I was early so I decided to read The Great Gatsby and then I see a shadow cast down on me. I look up to see the actually sober H standing there. His cheeky smile spread across his face as he looked at me. He extended his hand then he spoke.

“I never really introduced myself, but my name’s Harry. I want to apologize about what you saw last night, but I also wanted to thank you for helping a complete stranger last night. I never knew there were such courteous people out there but now I met you and now I do know.” I took his hand. “Nice to meet you Harry.”

“Will you please tell me your name?” He asked. “I have been dying to know.”

Maybe it was my stubborn attitude I had at the moment, or it was the fact that this gorgeous boy standing in front of me, but I decided to make him work for my name. “If I tell you my name, then I have given you what you’ve wanted. You have to talk to me first.” I said raising my eyebrows. “Stubborn, I like it.” He grinned and sat down next to me.

We started talking about all of us. He said he was from England and he decided to come to Avila to get away from the stresses there. I decided not to push him on that because he seemed very upset about it and it probably caused the excessive drinking last night. So to change the subject, he asked about me. I told him I was a student at Cal Poly and I was here on vacation before my family came for Thanksgiving. After talking about our lives, we started to talk about books and movies and music and everything in between. We were interrupted by the owner of the coffee shop.

“Sorry to interrupt, but we are closing now.” He said. I looked at the clock; it said it was 2 o’clock. Four hours!!!! Time flew way too fast and I didn’t really wanted it to end.

Practically reading my mind, Harry said something to me: “Erm, I know this is sudden, but if you don’t happen to be doing anything today, would you like to go around town with me?” He asked carefully, making sure to not push it.

I responded, trying not to sound too eager. “I had nothing planned today, so sure! By the way, my name is Dani.”

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We went to the pier and got deli sandwiches and saltwater taffy. We went on the beach, searching for sea shells and cool rocks. The day seemed endless, until we got ice-cream and sat on a bench, watching the sunset together.

“Let’s play truth or dare.” Harry said with a cheeky grin. Personally, I thought it was a childish game but hey, why not be a little spontaneous. I agreed. He asked me the popular question and I answered “Truth.”

“Where does this day rank on your favorite days?” He asked me. Honestly, it was one of my favorites; I had no plan, we did whatever we wanted to, and there was no stress involved at all.

“In my top ten,” I said. He smiled like he accomplished something great and we looked into each other’s eyes like we’ve known each other for ages. Blushing, I looked away and asked him truth or dare.

“Truth,” he responded. I’m not very creative, so I asked him, “What has been your favorite day ever?”

“Today!” He said excitedly. I laughed like it was a joke, but he stopped me. “No seriously! I haven’t had a day like this ever. I did nothing but absolutely everything at the same time and I spent it with a beautiful girl who I was so lucky to ever meet.” I smiled, blushed, and took his bowl from his ice-cream and went to throw it away with mine. I came back and he asked me “Truth or dare?” “Dare” I responded and he said right away “Go swimming.”

I rolled my eyes, but I never not do a dare, so I took off all my clothes but my undergarments and ran into the freezing cold ocean. I screamed, it was freezing! I then asked him the common question and he said “Dare” so I told him to join me. He did, not before taking off all his clothes except for those Calvin Klein boxers. He ran in the cold water to me.

There we were. Two random strangers who came together by fate. We were practically naked right next to each other in this water then I realized we had no towels, and it was so cold.

“Do you want to go back to my house? I have towels there!” I offered and he agreed. We ran quickly up the hill, still half naked, to get to my house as fast as possible. We got in my house, laughing at what we just did. We weren’t even half a foot away from each other when he asked me, “truth or dare?”

“Truth,” I answered. He gazed at me with those piercing green eyes and moved closer, if that were even possible.

“Would you be okay if I kissed you right now?” He asked. We were touching, our wet bodies close together with us staring at each other. Then I whispered, “Why don’t you find out?”

And with that we were kissing. It was soft at first, us kissing in my little blue house. Then, it was passionate. He grabbed my waist and lifted me on the counter so I could be the same height as him.Tall and strong,I thought as I wrapped my legs around his body.And ripped.He picked me up and walked me to my bedroom. He dropped on the bed leaving me on top of him. We rolled (that sounds weird, but that’s what happened soo…) and he went on top of me.

“Harry?” I said as he moved to kissing my neck. “mhmm” he responded, which sounded like a mixture between a moan and a response.

“I think…. we should… umm….” I was trying to get out the “I think we should slow down” but it felt so good. “Nevermind” I said as I reached his lips. I could feel himself smiling of satisfaction through the kiss and I did not care. I didn’t care that I knew him for only a day. I didn’t care that I barely knew him. I didn’t care that I am this uptight girl that would usually never do anything close to this. Because it was just me and him and this really comfy bed.