#dashpara

[athleticlynn]

NOPE || SAYDER

Fighting with Savannah was something he didn’t like. Hell, fighting with anyone was not something he enjoyed but with someone he was close to, it hurt a little more. He was just about to go out to find a gym to play some basketball in to clear his head when he heard a knock on his door. Going to open it, he figured it might be Eliza but when he heard the sudden halting voice he knew who it was. Savannah. He really didn’t wasn’t to fight with her anymore, especially in person. When she told him not to open the door he pulled his hand back and noticed envelopes being slid through the door by his feet. Picking them up one by one he looked at the art work and sighed. Reading on line or texting really was that much easier for him. All he had to do was talk text on his phone or translate it on Google on the computer. And with Eliza he could always sweet talk her enough so that she would read to him, claiming it helped his learn better. Picking up the one that was meant for now he read to himself, ‘Dear Ryder,’ not so hard he swallowed. ‘I me - I.’ Nope. Opening the door he called out for her,”Hey, Savannah! Can’t we just be grown ups and talk about this? I don’t have time to read all of this,” he spoke, folding the paper up and handing it back out to her, along with the others.

@savannahxgrace

[dashiellgriffin-blog]

Coffee For Two || Dash & Eileen

After having appropriately dressed himself to defend his body against the harsh fall temperatures, Dash emerged from his room and descended the stairs with a light heart. He had perfectly good reason to feel so joyful too since he was currently en route to meet a fellow student of Northwood Academy of the Arts for coffee. Only this wasn't any student.

This was Eileen Zara. Someone Dash believed to be incredibly gorgeous. Of course, he would have invited her out for coffee and a brief walk about the campus anyways, but the fact that his heart began to pound within his chest cavity just at the mere thought of her was a highly contributing factor.

Pulling himself from his thoughts as he neared the front door of his residency hall, Dash tugged the door open and exited the building. As expected the temperature was low and he found himself thankful for having worn a coat. The trek across campus towards Dartesman wasn't too terribly long and before he knew it he had arrived at the front doors where they had decided to meet.