#carina x daniel thread 🪡

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@siiinfully liked for a small starter from Daniel

Carina x Daniel

The man smirked to Carina as he sipped his whiskey before placing it down. “Nice to meet you. Though, I got to tell you- I’m very unhappily married” he stated and sniggered, holding his hand up to show the ring on his finger. “What are you doing at a bar so late anyway? Shouldn’t you be anywhere else? You seem too nice to be entertaining a drunk man like me” Daniel pointed out and sniggered more. He sat back into the chair and downed the rest of his drink, raising his eyebrow since Daniel had no respect for his wife anymore, not after everything.

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Daniel listened and raised his eyebrow “I can get my driver to take you back if you’d like? We can take you back to yours before I go home. I would rather know you’re safe before I leave” he simply stated and then sniggered at carina’s question. “Mhm… I drink for many reasons. My wife being one of them. Whilst she’s out buying some new runway clothes with my money, I sit and spend it too but with alcohol. Win, win” he said simply and scoffed since Daniel really did hate his life. “I promise you, money isn’t everything. I learnt that from a young age” he added.

Personal driver.

So he was a wealthy and unhappily married man. Which was far more than what she knew about most people she met at the bar. Carina smiled and glanced over at the bartender. "Yeah, I should. My Uber isn't here yet, though, so. I think it's better to have a babysitter than nothing at all. At least you have someone looking out for you when you're at your most vulnerable, assuming you can trust them." Worst case scenario for her was that she would end up calling one of her friends to pick her up or sleep in the back room of the bar. The latter wasn't very ideal but it was either that or risk getting into an Uber car with a sketchy driver. "Is that why you're drinking? Because of your wife?"

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Daniel glanced to her and chuckled “well, I’m not here to creep on anymore. I’m a very unhappily married man” he said and sniggered at the thought of his wife who was most likely sleeping with her boss at this time. Daniel raised his eyebrow at her comment and shook his head “I know you’re trying to help but I don’t need it. I promise. Thank you though, I’m used to going home without a problem. My driver has that all sorted” he said and rolled his eyes. “All I have to do is text him and he’ll pick me up. Tragic, right? It’s like I have a baby sitter” Daniel ranted out before laughing at his own sad joke. “Either way, shouldn’t you be going home soon, it’s getting late. You’re more at risk than me” he pointed out.

“There’s always creeps wherever college students are. Can’t be helped,” she said with a shrug. “And maybe I am. Still, would you need someone to call you a taxi to take you home?” Carina was used to catering to other people’s needs: it was all part of her customer service training before she was hired as a part-time masseuse. And she’d heard of horror stories about drunk people leaving clubs and bars and being attacked while they waited for a ride home…or during the ride home. It was why she drank only at home and went to bars for the ambiance and the socializing. She turned back to her notes and marked a few key details that she thought she needed to remember, highlighting the last one before looking up and over at him. “I was offering to help you there, just in case you didn’t catch that,” Carina said, smiling a little.

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Daniel smirked at what she said before nodding and downing more of his whiskey “I’m sorry for me too” he scoffed before listening to carina “study? Damn, maybe I am talking to someone far too young.” He said and cleared his throat, not one to talk to any students since he was far too old to be getting into any student dramas. “You should be careful, it’s not as though this place is safe. Being here the past week, I’ve picked up on a few creeps in the room… one being in that far right corner…” Daniel said sniggering. “But you… you seem far too put together to be talking to someone like Me” he slurred before finishing his drink completely.

“I’m very sorry to hear that. Though I did assume you had a problem of some kind if you kept going here at night,” she admitted. Carina wasn’t turned off by the blatant show of his marital status: it showed her just how far he could go when it came to socializing with women. She’d noticed him there for the past week or so, and it had piqued her curiosity. “I should, but I’m unwinding after a long week of exams. I hope that’s not a crime.” The bar was the only one close to campus that had devoted study corners for the students. The rest were more concerned with giving students dark nooks and crannies to make out in, and contrary to her part-time job, she preferred to focus on earning a degree and finding a ‘proper’ career.