(god life kind of ate me. BUT HI i am d and i have a problem with chris pine faces.)
Danny could hear a bit of movement closer to him than the rest of the bustling room. His head turned to the side, eyes searching in the direction, but the person (he's almost positive someone is there). He's usually eerily good at that sort of thing.
He's pretty sure whoever it was, was staring too, and he hated that. Like, really hated it. Then the person finally speaks up.
"Pretty sure that's not really useful to either of us," he says. His hands went out in front of him, guiding off of her voice so he didn't bump into her, but he wasn't certain if anything else was around that would get in his way.
"Don't suppose this is some kind of elaborate prank, huh?"
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Danny could hear a bit of movement closer to him than the rest of the bustling room. His head turned to the side, eyes searching in the direction, but the person (he's almost positive someone is there). He's usually eerily good at that sort of thing.
He's pretty sure whoever it was, was staring too, and he hated that. Like, really hated it. Then the person finally speaks up.
"Pretty sure that's not really useful to either of us," he says. His hands went out in front of him, guiding off of her voice so he didn't bump into her, but he wasn't certain if anything else was around that would get in his way.
"Don't suppose this is some kind of elaborate prank, huh?"