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“Oh, I’m sorry,” Dani was completely in surprise as he looked at the juice running through his hands. Though it was captured, mostly by his own clothing, he didn’t want to offend nor anger the other. He was apologetic but there was a moment he saw faint lapses in his vision, memorizing blood dripping through his fingers and the cold drink had become as warm as a body. He might’ve been frightened but he tried to hide it as best as possible. “I...uh..” Dani swallowed hard, deciding to scrub as if they’d be stained for all to see. “It’ll be just a moment.” He dropped to hands and knees and the paper towel and spray bottle went to work, letting the light trace of citron and cleaning agents fill the lobby of the Tower.Â
“Is there something I can help you with?”Â
Strange Angeles
KingAngel: How would you know what my crowd is? You don;t even know me.
KingAngel: I like passion and sensual stuff.
xDANI: I just haven't met many but you're absolutely right. I don't know you.
xDANI: [inserts address]
xDANI: Just tell them Danielle invited you.
Strange Angeles
KingAngel: What kind of gig? Where?
KingAngel: Am I invited?
xDANI: It's a small gathering of a midnight release of my second album.
xDANI: Very intimate.
xDANI: I don't think that's your crowd.
xDANI: Acoustics. Raw, vibrant sounds. Passion. More like Neo-Soul, Urban.
xDANI: Think Maxwell. Cuter. Sensual.
Welcome
zephyrjones:
Zephyr gave a small appreciative smile as he watched the man pour his drink. His thoughts were very one track right now. Just needed to survive for a little bit and keep moving forward and things would get easier. “Um, cream, a lot of cream would be nice.” He knew it would be intoxicating but maybe that would help right then. “I uh, no this is good. Thank you, you’ve been very helpful.”
There was nothing like perception. Here, the man was suffering and Dani was only able to see the surface tension. He’d dwell a little longer before taking the sweet, vibrant pressed cream from the counter fridge and fixed the cup as if he were to drink it. Once he stirred it, he let the stirrer swirl around the paper cup and placed a disposable lid on top. The entire thing was recyclable. Thankfully, the scent of cream was masked by paper and he was able to ignore it.Â
For the moment, anyway.
“Good.” The coffee was put on a square napkin that was some false, dull metallic gold color. “No worries.” He began to resume typing. “Would you like a text reminder for your boxes?”Â
Strange Angeles
KingAngel: That's cool I was vegan for a week, too.
KingAngel: So do you want to meet at my place?
KingAngel: [apartment number]
KingAngel: I'll be home in 2 hours, don't be late.
xDANI: I didn't agree to this and I'm sorry.
xDANI: I don't know you. I'd rather know I'll be alive.
xDANI: And I have a gig that I'm not missing.
Strange Angeles
KingAngel: Oh, boy, am i!
KingAngel: Hottest thing around, that's me.
KingAngel: Do you want a piece?
xDANI: I guess confidence is a good thing at times.
xDANI: A piece of...what? I'm sorry. I'm a practicing flexitarian and I don't practice vore.
Strange Angeles
KingAngel: To get laid.
KingAngel: You know, sex?
xDANI: Yes.
XDANI: I know what getting laid means.
xDANI: I don't need an app for that. It's so superficial.
xDANI: I bet you're great at this thing.
Welcome
zephyrjones:
Zephyr nodded at the information given to him. He now had an hour to kill. He could finish organizing the stuff going into the boxes but he didn’t want to go back into that room until he had to. At the kind offer, he shook his head. “Um, no thank you. I, uh, I think I’ll get some coffee. Coffee is probably the right move for me.”
“Sure. Coffee it is.” Dani smiled softly as he moved back from the desk and made sure every detail from the comfortable yet casual attire was singularly one complaint he wouldn’t receive. He didn’t need that administrative discipline but it would’ve been nice to wear fitted jeans and a boot. Maybe he’d try it tomorrow. But one gander at the guy and he couldn’t help but feel a little tug at the emotions. He also knew that most people in this tower didn’t like conventional nor unconventional consoling. So, he just gave him a gentle nod before the coffee was poured. “Creams? Sugars? Honey?” He’d ask looking over at him. “Is there anything else I could get you?”Â
Strange Angeles
KingAngel: Nice tactic. Does it work often?
xDANI: I...don't know what you're talking about?
xDANI: This is an app I've never used before. I'm pretty sure it was installed by a friend.
xDANI: I don't even know why people need these things.
Strange Angeles
xDANi: I'm sorry
xDANi: You've got the wrong number...
xDANi: Does this happen often because I'm not sure how I got this app.
Welcome
bennettdrake:
“Uhh…” It was quite the show that the receptionist put on ensuring the absolute perfect execution was given to the last customer, Bennett sighed at the thought before handing over his mail room key. “I think I may have been given the wrong mail room key. I’m in apartment #908. For some reason the key I got didn’t open up my mailbox.” He smiled at the other, really not a big deal at all. “I can come back if need be, no rush, just wanted to make someone aware.”
“Ah~! I apologize in advance, Sir..” Dani got a strange vibe from the male but he wasn’t here to play detective. He was just here to do his job. And at the very best. He accepted the key before inspecting it. Maybe the grooves and teeth weren’t properly spaced but he it was a clean cut. Couldn’t be a mistake. “Sometimes the mailmen don’t properly sort the mechanisms and can make a select few of the boxes be a difficult task. I can give you a return key or I can just get you your mail. I just need a current identification card.” He began to type on an open ticket for 908, clipping the key on the lone hook behind the desk, scanning it to make sure it was the original.
Welcome
zephyrjones:
Zephyr looked a little dead, like he hadn’t slept in a while. Not that he needed sleep or anything but he usually did sleep and now he looked sad and tired. He shook his head at the apology. “It’s fine.” He wasn’t in a rush or anything to box up everything that was Eeva’s. He would keep some of the things and send a lot of them back home. But he needed boxes. “Um, I need some boxes.” He admitted to the long haired man. “Do you know where I could get some?”
“Sure, sure.” Dani was swift to speak but he took one gaze over the male’s presentation and he questioned the nature of this situation. Of course, he had all the pieces and he could’ve asked the curious questions but he’d never pry. He wasn’t that inquiring. He just hoped everything was fine. “I know the Daycare receives shipments in about an hour. I’d check up there.” He’d interject. “Is everything alright? Would you like a cup of tea? I can get you a cup from the back?”Â
candymanrobin:
Rubbing his eyes after placing some of his things to the ground next to him, he yawned again before looking to the person talking to him. The man’s appearance wasn’t a hundred percent coming to him since he still had tears in his eyes from all the yawning. Wiping them with his sleeve, he finally saw who it was and he smiled faintly. “More like a long twenty-four hours. I’ve been awake since yesterday at six in the morning.” Rubbing his eyes again, he licked his own lips lightly before letting his hands fall to his sides finally.
“Did you have a long morning and night, too?” He asked, not sure of this man’s life at all since he’d never met him before. He seemed friendly enough, though, since he wasn’t too bothered that Robin was sleeping. “I’m Robin, by the way. It’s nice to meet you.” He said, reaching over gently to offer up a handshake. He was forgetting human formalities with how tired he was so he was sure he was being rude in some sort of way…wasn’t he?
He seemed nice enough- Robin, that is. He just didn’t seem like he’d need to immediately flee the situation. He let his body relax, finally. Too much was going on around him at all times that he rarely had the time to really take a step back and rest. Then again, he might’ve had the chill of a hummingbird and a bumblebee. He crossed his arms as he simply tips his head in the man’s direction before shaking his head.Â
“I never really know which hour of the next day that I’ve tolled but it happens. No worries. As long as I snack on small things, I’ll survive.” Dani chortled, drawing into a nice soft gaze just to Robin and eventually his hand. He accepted it, shaking lightly which for a male his height and size, Danielle was seemingly lighter. He just smiled. “I’m Danielle but Dani works fine.” He gave a two finger salute before retracting his hand. “Nice to meet you, Robin.”Â
It was strangely generic meeting new people but he approached it the best he knew how. He hoped.Â
“Been in the city long?” He studied the man’s features. He was youthful. Cute, even. But something strangely familiar. He just couldn’t detail it.