Text: Shane » Danny
Shane: danny
Shane: did u hear the joke about the butter
Shane: nvm i shouldn't tell u it bc u might spread it

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Text: Shane » Danny
Shane: danny
Shane: did u hear the joke about the butter
Shane: nvm i shouldn't tell u it bc u might spread it
[text to:] Danny Asshole Ryder
Ben: danny
Ben: danny
Ben: DANNY
◄ ♣ Danny
♣ our muses running into each other after not seeing each other for several years
Sydney sighed as she walked down the street, a small portable oxygen tank running alongside her. It had been a while since her heart had been that bad, but she still wore her oxygen whenever she could - just for safety. She started to fix the tubes when she suddenly bumped into someone. “Oh God, sor-” Sydney paused for a moment as she looked at the boy. She knew instantly it was Danny - she’d know that face anywhere. “Danny.. Its been so long.” She said quietly. He looked confused for a moment before a look of realization spread across his face. “Shit- Sydney? Whats with the.. breathing thing?” He asked, gesturing in the general direction of the tubes leading from the tank to her nose. “Still a little paranoid of the heart thing I guess.” She shrugged, looking down at the tank in her hand. “Just don’t wanna die again, you know?”
◄ my muse wakes up in your muse’s body
Sydney let out a small groan as she woke up. She opened her eyes and sat up, startled by how deep her groan was. She looked around herself slowly to see a room she didn’t notice as her own, but as Danny’s. She got up and took a few steps over to his mirror only to see Danny staring back at her. “What the..” She started before realising the voice was not her own. She panicked slightly when she realised that she wasn’t in her own body. For a moment she just stood confused before looking down and tugging on the waistband of Danny’s - or technically her own - underwear. She stayed looking for a moment before letting go of the waistband and smirking slightly.
Nice Talking to You│Self Para
Tw: Drinking
This is why shes drunk basically