An odd request, but Danny wasn't going to argue -
especially since it meant he was getting his way and extending their time to hang out together.
Easy enough to remember, Danny boy. "You got it, boss."
Superhero talk: obliterated.
Pow!"I'd suggest that
you suggest the next topic, then, but you've already admitted to sucking at questions." Plus with the fact the man seemed to be doing good just to stand there and breathe, coming up with conversation didn't seem to be a strong point for Tris, at the moment. So instead, Danny teased as he took it upon himself to chat for the both of them, "
That means you get to hear all about my boring, uneventful life and the uneventful stories that made up my rather uneventful childhood. Poor you."
Heck, maybe he'd actually get around to telling the brunette about his single, one
interesting life event at some point.
Feet took off, walking slowly in the direction of the parking lot as he kept his pace to a crawl, allowing the other boy time to catch and keep up. Sneakers kicked away at the sidewalk, a wayward rock tumbling back into the grass from the effort. "Like my name, for instance. Wish I could say Mom had a reason for picking it, other than
it was a nice name, but I got it because of just that."
Shoulders shrugged, "It was
just a nice name, apparently."
