little deer

Davin, twenty-five, originally from a small town outside of Dublin Ireland, but now residing in Denver. Room 303, feel free to knock.

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adambutler:

Adam smiled. “Thanks, Coffee sounds great.” Adama said with a friendly smile. He scanned through his post and smiled at his letters. The ne he had been waited for was at the bottom of the pile and he ripped it open and chuckled as he read it. 

“Like I said, this isn’t the first time I’ve had my mail switched with someone else’s. So I’m sure this won’t be the last time we’ll have to swap. Though I can promise you that if you beat me to my apartment before I get to yours, there will always be a pot of coffee going and you can happily help yourself.” Quickly, Davin fixed the two of them their own mugs and handed one off to Adam. “Important letter that you’ve got there, yeah?” He asked, chuckling as he watched Adam rip it open with no hesitation. 

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mrjettlogan:

“I know but its just one slice. too much and I’ll puke. Ahh, my hot chocolate.” He said grabbing the cup and smelling it. “Man.. that is the reason I moved to the cold state.” He laughed “So life good? what you up to nowadays?”

“Watching you throw up after eating an entire pie would be the humorous part of my day that I was desperately missing. You could always just buy it and save the rest for the next few days. That pie looks like it’s definitely worth that.” He smiled, nodding as Jett grabbed the cup of hot chocolate from him. “Hot chocolate is fantastic. If I could only drink hot chocolate and coffee for the rest of my life, I don’t think I would ever be in a piss poor attitude ever again. Hot chocolate is great all the time, but something about it during the cold seasons just makes it so much better.” He said as he blew on the cup in front of him, lazily cooling off his hot coffee. “Life’s good, yeah, I guess. I can’t complain, nothing good or bad has been happening so I’m taking that as a sign either of those are going to happen soon. Truthfully I haven’t been up to a single thing. What about you? How’s everything going for you?”

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fuckignpaisley:

“I think I look cute with it. And it’s not, she just enjoys picking on me. I dunno what her problem is, truly,”

“Her problem is that she’s obviously an asshole and just doesn’t care that what she says is annoying and potentially harmful. Where do you even work? I would love to see the face of the woman who likes to pick on her employees. The messy hair does look great, by the way.”

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dawnxthaxgood:

Dawn had a couple hours to go and she was having the time of her life. She held her flask tightly, dancing to the music as she walked through the lobby. She was dressed her best as usual and there was no doubt the woman had already took a couple of sips. She kept dancing as she pulled her phone out for an UBER. She could feel the eyes of someone else on her, she only winked at the other person, motioning for them to come towards her. “Hurry up and change your clothes. Come out to Beta tonight” She said happily

Having just returned from a local bar, Davin had planned to spend the rest of his night either on his couch or in his bed, just as long as it involved some show on Netflix and sleep. He had been craving a crappy, greasy meal from a local bar and his craving was washed down with a beer...or four. His leftovers were held tightly in his hands as he paced around the lobby, waiting for either of the elevators to open up for him. In the midst of his pacing, he spotted Dawn just as she spotted him. Her dancing caused a small laugh to escape from him and he happily obeyed as she motioned for him to come her way. “Whoa, whoa. What’s wrong with my outfit?” He teased, running one of his hands down his shirt. “If you ignore that small ketchup stain, it’s perfect for a night out. You can have the rest of this burger if you agree that I don’t have to change in order to go out. Actually, you can have it either way, I don’t care.”

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adambutler:

Adam knocked on the door and noticed it was open. He walked in and smiled at the person. “Hi, Sorry to come in, I was just heading home and it seems the mailman has confused you with me. So Just thought I’d bring your mail to you. Do you have mine?”

Davin hadn’t been aware that he had left his front door open until he heard someone welcoming themselves inside. He was thankful that they greeted him, maybe in hopes to not scare him, but he he couldn’t accept the fact that they felt comfortable enough to invite themselves inside in the first place. His confusion vanished once he saw the familiar face that was in his doorway once he made way into his living room. “Oh,” Was all he said at first. “No, no, that’s okay!  Honestly, mate, this isn’t the first time that the mailman has confused my mail with someone else. Maybe he has some weird personal vendetta against me. I haven’t looked at my mail yet today, so I’m sure it’s got to be yours. I’ve just made a fresh pot of coffee, would you like a cup while you’re here? Adam, isn’t it?”

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mrjettlogan:

“Man I love pie. Like seriously. It’s almost as good as sex.” Jett said stuffing his face with a pie. “Can I get a hot chocolate too.” He said with a small nod to the lady behind the till. “Hey,” He grinned as someone sat next to him. “ How’re things?”

“Things are going pretty great,” Davin said as he helped himself to the empty seat that was next to Jett. His hands held two coffees, one for himself and the one that Jett had requested from the server. “Although I don’t think things are going as great as they currently are with you and that pie. Here,” He said, shoving the coffee in the man’s direction. “You can buy a whole pie, you know. How are things going with you?”

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fuckignpaisley:

“Honestly, I don’t care what my boss says. I look good with messy hair. She’s just old and bitter,” 

“It shouldn’t even matter what your boss has to say about your personal appearance unless it’s against the rules of your work. Messy hair is a great characteristic, maybe she just can’t pull it off as well as others are able to.”

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jaronleerivers:

Once the elevator had reached the twelfth floor, Jaron followed Davin out into the corridors and made his way towards his apartment that he shared with Leona, his orbs watching his feet the whole time, before he met with Davin’s profile as he spoke of getting food. “I’m not really that hungry..” Jaron lied, half shrugging. He just couldn’t bare to eat anything right now. “Davin, I’m fine!” He nearly snapped. “Your my friend, right? So stay with me, you don’t need to call anyone else!” Opening up his apartment, his pup Lola, came bounding towards the both of them, and gently pawed Jaron’s shins, panting. She was clearly happy and excited to see her owner. Jaron bent down and picked her up into his arms, and cuddled her, before making his way over and sat down onto the couch.

“Alright, no food then.” He agreed with a nod, shuffling behind Jaron as he guided them to his apartment. Davin nodded once more as his friend poorly reassured him that he was doing okay. He figured it was best to drop the topic and let Jaron talk with him whenever he felt comfortable doing so. Even if he didn’t, there would be no more pressure from Davin to get his friend to speak up. “You’re absolutely right, Jaron. I just didn’t know if you preferred someone else. Sometimes when people are going through something, they prefer the company of someone specific. But I forgot that you’re not going through something, so.” He shrugged, his tone sarcastic. As the door to Jaron’s apartment opened, Davin grinned as he saw Jaron’s dog rushing towards it’s owner. “What kind of dog do you got there? She or he is insanely adorable.” He spoke as he made himself comfortable in the apartment, immediately making his way to the kitchen to get a pot of coffee starter. “Now that I know that you have a dog, they might end up missing one day and I can promise that they’ll be in my apartment.”

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Delivered at Davin’s front door in a small gift bag with a card inside that reads:

Davin,

I saw this coffee mug and thought of you. Obviously Tinder will forever be a joke between us now. Also, just because I’m a taken lady now DOES NOT mean you can get out of our Steak N Shake dates. Which brings me to my next gift. I do not care how cheesy it is, EVERYONE deserves a teddy bear on Valentine’s Day. In the little pouch he’s holding you will find a Steak N Shake gift card. I’m buying next time! 

Love you. 

xo,

Claire

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Dear Davin,

Happy Valentine’s Day!  Enjoy the treats with your loved ones, we wish you a happy Valentine’s!

-Queens Apartment Management

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luca-carlisle:

“I just got Amazon Prime and found out that you can order food and office supplies and have it delivered to your door?! No one should give me this kind of power. Last night I ordered 5 boxes of Poptarts, a huge box of animal crackers and 300 sheets of construction paper. Why? I don’t even know…”

“Amazon Prime is the most amazingly dangerous thing to ever exist. Not only can you get all that delivered to your door, but you can have it delivered to your door in two days...with free shipping. Sometimes I just order anything off Amazon just because I can. It’s always something I don’t need and I just think I might end up needing. Bought a toilet cleaning brush once because Buzzfeed recommended it. There’s a grocery list of things I’ve gotten off Amazon that I could do without. However, those pop-tarts and animal crackers are a necessity. Espeically the animal crackers.”

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Let's Play Fuck, Marry, Cuddle, Kiss (give me four names)

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|| Davin & Zhuri

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zhuritz:

      “We should definitely do that because it sounds like a cool ass project but we’d need an even cooler name for it so we don’t sound like we’re copying HONY.” She grinned. “We could make it a project for one of my art classes, I’m sure my teacher would appreciate if I stopped turning in nudes for all my assignments and explaining how they’re works of art.” Zhuri laughed, running a hand through her hair before going back to working on her food. She looked him up and down at his comment about fucking in the aisles, slowly licking her bottom lip as she did so. “Hey, I’m game.” It was sarcastic, of course, she would never do something like that and she wasn’t convinced that Davin was that type of person either. He seemed too sweet, too docile. “That’s all that I have to do and now since it’s done, I can lock up.” The girl grinned brightly at the thought, walking behind the cash register and leaning down to pick up her backpack before strapping it on her shoulders. “Let’s go.” The words were decisive, she showed him the keys and waited till he was outside before following and locking the doors after turning off all the lights and checking a few things. “You’re going to have to hold me or carry me. Hold me so I’m not cold or carry me so I don’t get distracted and wander off.” Though her words sounded teasing, they were true and she’d rather he know than have him complaining the entire way through until they got to her apartment. 

“You’re way more creative than I ever could be, so I’m going to need you to come up with a title for this little project of ours.” He said, returning her smile. “We could definitely do that, yeah. You know, I never imagined myself to ever say this or think it. But it’s been getting quite boring taking your nudes. They’re just the same thing over and over and you refused to let me make it interesting.” He defended, laughing awkwardly at the sudden realization that he has a collection of Zhuri’s nudes scattered somewhere in his apartment. He hated that he’s briefly looked at the photos for more than just work purposes. Quick glances were all that he allowed himself to do, anything more would require him to suggest clothes from then on out.  Maybe he’ll make a scrapbook of her nudes as a spontaneous present one day. Thankfully, he knew she wouldn’t be creeped out by the idea and he was hoping that she currently wasn’t creeped out knowing that he has her photos casually lying about somewhere in his apartment. He shrugged the thought off, rolling his eyes at her approval of fucking in one of the aisles. “You’re a filthy girl.” He joked with the shake of his head. Davin was already imagining himself confronting the store owner with an anonymous letter that enclosed the information about screwing one of their employees in some random aisle. His guilt would keep him from showing his face in the store for as long as he lived and he was sure because of this, the owner would somehow figure out it was him. At the sight of the keys in her hand, Davin smiled brightly and hurried himself out of the building, watching as she finished the last few touches of her closing shift. “Would love to carry you, but I don’t need your voice being so close to my ears this late at night.” His words were teasing, as they always were and he brought his arm to drape around their shoulder. “I got you.” He hummed, pulling her as close to his body as he could, his hand naturally running up and down her arm as he forced them to walk a bit too quickly. “I can still have you under my grip and you’d still manage to wander off somehow. How was your day, Peaches? Your shift, did it go well? C’mere.” He mumbled as he pressed his nose to her temple before leaning his head atop of her own.

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||Davin & Claire

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xoclairewhite:

“Yes, I couldn’t even make this up if I wanted to. My car was right there so I offered to drive and he flipped his shit.” She sighed, rolling her eyes into the back of her head as she leaned against the seat, looking over to Davin. At least someone else was just as appalled as she was and she wasn’t crazy. That was good. “See, why aren’t all guys like you? And I was trying to do him a favor! Some people don’t even like to drive, so I was just offering to help out. I’ll have you know I’m an excellent driver. I got my license on the first try, and I was six months pregnant when I took the test. My stomach hit the horn on accident when I leaned up to see the road, it was so funny.” She laughed at the memory, her eyes lighting up as she thought about it. “And the seat heaters are just a bonus of my amazing driving.” She added with a proud smile. “Oh it was rescheduled, so I should be alright. But thank you for your encouraging words…I’m trying to branch out as much as I can. Ever since Mia started school I’m pretty much working full time while she’s there.” She shrugged, unable to believe her daughter was in the first grade. “I know, right? A girl who eats and wants to drive the car, that’s just the biggest disgrace in the entire world. But most of them are guys I know through work…they’re friends of the people I work with. Some of them are friends through clients of mine…you know, people I do makeup for. I don’t know…it’s just been one terrible date after another. I swear, D. It’s got to be me.” She sighed, looking up to him. “Davin McDermott, do I strike you as a Tinder kind of girl? I mean, if that’s your thing than go for it… but no, Jesus…no. I don’t use Tinder. I signed up once, once, that was it, and in the first two hours I got a bunch of matches but the guys only wanted pictures of my ass or to met and hook up. I mean, come on…I know I have a nice ass, but what happened to buying a girl dinner first?” She teased, laughing again. “Okay…let’s see. The last guy I went out with was twenty-nine, because I have this thing about older guys. And them being more mature…all of that. So once we had gotten through our salads is when he had the audacity to ask about the White family. Not even me, just my parents. Who I don’t talk to, which you know, so he was literally a dumb ass and obviously knew nothing about me but heard the last name White and asked me out. Oh, and when I told him I have a daughter, he asked for the check. Not even kidding.” Saying it out loud still stung a little, but she was giving Davin the satisfaction of knowing he was better than every guy she’d been on a date with. “You should feel better about yourself. Most guys aren’t like you, so.” Claire gave him an honest smile, honored to have him in her life. Davin was a good food taller than Claire on a normal day, but she had on heels specifically because she knew she’d be with him. If she wore the right ones she was just tall enough to lean against him, her head fitting in his neck. She leaned against him as he asked for the back booth, smiling at the waitress before asking how she was. Claire always asked people how they were doing, said please and thank you. People may have blamed southern hospitality, but it was just Claire. She laughed at him, her eyes lighting up before she rolled them softly at him. “Yes. If you don’t get disgusted at me for eating and doing normal things, I’ll even buy you the gum ball myself.”

Davin rolled his eyes, growing more displeased with the pathetic man that Claire had to suffer being in the presence of. “If I ever acted that way, I would prefer that you shoot me in my feet and shins.” He snorted, shaking his head in disapproval. “There are others out there like me. I don’t even know exactly what that means. I’m just...me, I’m Davin, you know? I’m sure there are others out there that even better than what I am.” He shrugged. Davin was used to hearing genuine comments about the way he carried himself, it wasn’t uncommon. People were kind to him, kind enough to express the way they see him. He always appreciated the kind words said about him. He never disagreed with anyone, he just never completely saw himself as the way he was told he was like. He just saw himself as, well, himself and that was the easiest way he could explain it without sound insane. “Feel free to drive whenever you want when we hang out, I will never mind that. Six months pregnant and you still passed on the first try? That’s incredible and that’s hilarious, about your stomach hittin’ the horn.” He laughed, imaging his petite friend with an expanding belly doing maneuverability practice. “You don’t get enough credit for all that you do, you know, working full time as a single mother. You’re amazing and I know we’ve only known one another since the minute you moved here, but you’ve made me so proud this whole entire time. Mainly because of all the food that you can eat, though. Everything else is just an added bonus.” He teased as his dimples were on display with the grin that spread across his face. 

“Claire White, do I strike you as the type of guy to use tinder?” He mocked, placing his hand at his chest for dramatics. “I’ve signed up for it, used it a few times for hook ups. Don’t really care for the app. I’d rather just fuck someone I know or come across in person. Since I’m buying lunch, does this mean if I ask for pictures of your ass you’ll follow through? It definitely is nice and I wouldn’t mind receiving spontaneous ass pics, so feel free.” Davin wasn’t entirely sure if he was joking as his laughter filled the air around them. Platonic nudes being shared between them was something he never imagined, he wasn’t even sure if they would be platonic. “I’ll probably ask for ass pictures when I’m drunk and this is me apologizing beforehand. God, Claire, you really do get yourself involved with some real assholes.  I’m sorry that you even had to have the misfortunate of going on dates with these tools. Mia is an absolute angel and that guy can choke on glass for insinuating that your daughter was a deal breaker. Although he set himself up considering he only swiped because of your surname.” Humbled by her compliment, Davin produced a shy smile as Claire leaned into him. Naturally, his arm wrapped around her for a moment before he plopped himself down in the booth. Immediately, Davin ordered milkshakes for the two of them to get started on as they looked over the menu. A half chocolate and half vanilla one for himself and a strawberry one for Claire. “You’ll even buy the gum ball for me? You’re too sweet to me, Claire. It’ll only be fair if I buy you one as well. Sorry for ordering that milkshake for you. I mean, I didn’t meant to order for you, you can speak for yourself and I chose to ignore that. Just figured you would have wanted a strawberry shake.”

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sage-grimm:

Sage chuckled softly, well a successful college graduate, awesome. “Well let’s hope you didn’t spend 6 years in college like myself, but I did it because it was worth it and it was exactly what I wanted to do. Parent’s didn’t really agree, but they never understood you know? I swear, they want me to marry a man so badly. When I was in my early 20′s, they even brought men to the house and tried to convince me they’d be a good suitor. That’s part of the reason I stopped going back home during those College breaks. Do you have any lucky lady or gent in your life?” She might as well ask, God knows everyone could tell she was a single loser. Not that being single was a bad thing, but everyone craved to have somebody and that was only human nature. At least in Sage’s opinion. “You know, funny thing. I swear everyone I meet is taken and I’m starting to wonder if this is the best location for singles or some shit. It’s just weird, even in New York I didn’t meet these many taken individuals. Then again, New York is well fucking New York. Millions of people live there or travel there on every day. Unfortunately for me, I had to suffer living there for over 20 years. Not a bad thing and don’t get me wrong, I love the city love but a nice calming forest surrounding is good too.”  She enjoyed spending a little tie with mother nature. 

“Not everyone gets out of college in four years, so there’s no shame in the six years you spent there. Espeically since you were going for something you truly wanted, which even if you weren’t and were still undecided at that point, it still would have been fine. But yeah, I spent about four and half years at college. It was really rough, but I made it out alive. Parents never understand, they just want what’s best for their kid.” He said, shrugging. As he was going through nursing school, he liked to think that his mother would be proud of the career choice he had chosen for himself. Deep down he knew. He knew that she would be proud, more so than possible, but it was often hard to exactly imagine it. “If you ever need a body to stand in for a fake boyfriend, I’m more than willing to take the cut. I have to warn you, though, I’m a horrid actor. No, no lady or gent in my life. Hooking up is what I do best and if someone comes along the way in the meantime, then so be it.” Davin couldn’t recall the last time he had feelings for someone, let alone if he ever had someone special in his life that he was lucky enough to call his significant other. He didn’t count those he “dated” in high school. Those were never real relationships and if he had considered them to be, they would have never lasted past graduation. “You’ll get used to everyone being taken around here. It’s easy to spot the singles, I’ve gotten quite good at it over the years. So if you ever need a wingman along with your fake boyfriend, I’m still your guy.” He said, offering Sage a toothy grin, one that made his dimples come out of hiding. “New York seems so amazing to me, but I think I was being into thinking that. Same goes with Florida and California. Maybe even Texas as well. Haven’t been anywhere but Denver since I’ve moved here, so I guess the whole country seems amazing to me. But New York is always the most eye-catching. How’d you like it there?”

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Getting Tipsy’

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toninewlin:

When Davin had brought his hands to her cheeks she was ready to smack them away, her laughter coming out in large fits. “Thanks. Your cheeks are just as soft and I have a nightly routine to keep this face fresh and clean.” Giving a cheesy grin to him as well. “Oh please you can’t even blame it on the alcohol with this amount. Face it, you think I’m hot. Go ahead and say it.” 

“Well thank you as well. This scruff though,” He muttered, running his hand over the beard that coated his jaw and chin. “Makes my cheeks a bit scratchy in some areas. So I can’t imagine that they are that soft.” He teased, grazing his scruff once more before he occupied his hand with the beer in front of him. “I find skincare to be rather important, so you’ll have to share that nightly routine with me. Love, I was just blaming my stupid sentences on the alcohol. Never tried to make an excuse for you being attractive. Of course you’re hot, yeah, m’not afraid to say it.”

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sydneyxstark:

“Thanks for the hand, Davin,” she said, brushing off her pants. “Per usual, huh? How come you’re spending some much time to yourself? Don’t like people much? No judgment here, I get it, hence our present situation,” she teased. “What sounds good to you? Please don’t mention the pub nearby,” she laughed with a sardonic laugh. “PIzza or Thai sound good,” she asked, swiping the air. “Oh, just had a run in with someone I thought was in the past and it kind of put a damper on my day, but I’m good with it now…I guess I don’t have any choice,” she said as they made their way to the elevator.

“Of course, yeah.” He said, smiling. “No, no,” He shook his head quickly, pursing his lips. “I don’t mind people, I like ‘em. I just prefer to spend more time with myself. It’s all I’ve ever really known and I’ve just carried it with me into adulthood. But when I’m with people, it doesn’t bother me. I enjoy the company of others, just enjoy my own company better.” He said, his shoulders rolled themselves out into a shrug. “What’s wrong with the pub nearby? Not in the mood to down a few beers and some mozzarella sticks?” He teased, giving the girl a playful nudge with his elbow. “Pizza, definitely. I’ll always pick pizza over everything. There’s a place right up the street.. They sell cheap slices that are worth walking thousands of miles for.” He spoke, pointing his finger ahead of the two of them as if they could even see the place from their current stand point. “Ah, well I’m really sorry to hear that. If you need to dive deeper into that, feel free to. I’m hear to listen, always am, Sydney.”