Danny: alright, do you want to hold my hand or do you want to follow me?

Danny: …would you like to come with?

Barb: would you rather one on your face?

Barb: don’t worry about it

Danny: of course, what would you like?

Barb: *gave your chest a kiss*

Danny: hm?

Danny: everything feeling a little bit better?

Barb: *relaxing*

Barb: *after a bit he just put his head against the side of your chest listening to you breathe*

Danny: *slowly came in* hey, I just wanted to see how you were doing

Barb: both hands are your jerking off hand! *he let go of course *

Danny: *softly knocked*

Barb: *got “grumpy” fast having a squishy face and bit one of your fingers *

Barb: what? Your hands are nice and warm

Danny: *just felt literally sick and tired, he went to check on you in the morning *

Danny: Siri move my therapist visit to Thursday, thank you *he went to bed after doing that*

Barb: *grabbed your hand putting his face into the palm of it*

Barb: ack- you bitch *curled up because of it*

Danny: *gave you enough decency to just leave you alone going home*