#pi:Dan

[gridballgod]

a night to forget » dan & alex

@king-of-sleaze

“That was a good session!” Alex enthused, wiping sweat from his brow. 

Even in his athletic state, the run with Dan had his blood pumping. It was always nice to have company on a run, but Alex particularly enjoyed spending time with Dan. He didn’t go to the gym, but he was always down to go for a run, kick a ball around or grab a beer, which made him a good friend of Alex’s. 

“Yo!” he said, slowing his pace as they headed home. They were just passing The Underground, their favourite nightclub. “Wanna grab a drink? We deserve it, after that!”

Yeah, his drinking habits weren’t exactly the healthiest, but he couldn’t be expected to be perfect. There was nothing he loved more than a cold pint after a hard session at the gym or otherwise. He didn’t plan on getting hammered tonight, though. They could just have a quick drink then head home. 

The attention he’d get from the ladies in his tank top, revealing his biceps, couldn’t hurt either.

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chit-chat. {lynette & dan}

@danthetrashcanman

—➤ Bars were places Lynette often visited. Not to talk to people, but to sit, listen and gather what useful information she could about the going-ons around the islands. Alcohol did wonders in loosening tongues, and Lynette didn’t mind having to suffer through drunken rambles if it got her what she needed.

But there was some chatter she could live without, namely the ramblings of a certain bartender that seemed to be employed at just about every bar she frequented, save for the one in Arcadia (thank the Lord). Whenever she came in, he always started prodding at her incessantly, asking her intrusive questions that she had no intention on answering.

And for some strange reason, her unwillingness to play along doesn’t stop him. He had the tenacity of a cockroach... and honestly? It was highly irritating. But... a bit impressive, as most people would have given up by now. Still though-- he was being an annoyance, as well as a major hindrance to her plans.

She sighs, setting her drink down to brush some hair away from her face. Another night, another question. “You just don’t quit, do you...?”

[king-of-sleaze]

Dive and disappear without a trace I just wanna be someone Well, doesn't everyone? And if you feel the great dividing I wanna be the one you're guiding 'Cause I believe that you could lead the way

I just wanna be somebody to someone, oh I wanna be somebody to someone, oh I never had nobody and no road home I wanna be somebody to someone

[treasuresunknown]

@danthetrashcanman

Lily usually didn’t drink so much, but Muffy was a bad influence. They’d been on tequila shots all night, along with the wine from pre-drinks and mixed drinks in between. It was safe to say that the raven-haired girl was pretty far gone. 

Now that Muffy was talking to some guy, she took this opportunity to socialise. The alcohol brought out a lot more of her confidence; she usually preferred to keep to herself or the people she already knew otherwise. Looking around for somebody to talk to, she saw a good-looking guy drinking at the bar. For the past couple of years, she’d been too busy with work to have time for men. Usually, it didn’t bother her, but the alcohol made her crave affection. 

It was for this reason that she approached him and went straight in for a kiss. Her drunken mind saw nothing wrong with this greeting, though her more sober self would have definitely had a problem with it. Fortunately, the man seemed to reciprocate her kiss.

She pondered his question for a second. What had stood out to her? “You have... pretty eyes,” she decided. Grey, like hers. “And you’re attractive,” she pointed out. Hopefully her slur wasn’t audible over the music.

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Misfits || Dan&Sabrina

@king-of-sleaze

All this rough farm work really had her energy hit rock bottom. How the hell does Rick manage it all by himself? It’ll always be a mystery. Shrugging her sore shoulders, Sabrina began to venture off during her lunch period. Normally, she’d cook but... Fuck that. Too tired to lift even a damn fork. Plus, it’ll be a good reason to go grocery shopping. 

“Alright, let’s see...” Even reading her own grocery list was a nightmare, feeling the pressure behind her eyes amplify the more she focused. “All this... huh?” And booze. Never forget the booze. With a heavy sigh and a quick rub of the eyes, her gaze settled on the silhouette of a man in the distance, leaning on the walls of the bar. The bar... How tempting. Just when she build enough courage to walk away, the last second glimpse of the man became familiar.

“Dan?” She turned around a second time, blinking twice to make sure she wasn’t seeing thing... And indeed, it is. “Dan! It’s been a while, darling!~” Score! Someone that can carry all my shit for me. 

[apiescatch]

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[king-of-sleaze]

Cuz I'm a user, a shmoozer, a big dollar loser. That doesn't matter cuz my friends call me a brusier and I . . . get chicks, so many chicks want me (nope). Cuz I'm not funny, honey. A big oafy dummy. That doesn't matter cuz my friends say I'm money and I, get drunk, too many drinks want me (yeah).

[king-of-sleaze]

Jasmine: What color looks best on you?

“I think I look good in all colours, naturally!” Dan boasted with a boisterous laugh, his arms crossed over his chest as he lounged against the side of the ship. “But hmm.... Probably red or violet. Or maybe even yellow? It’s so hard when you’re as sexy as I am.”