Barb: god don’t make me more horny I still have a towel on

Danny: *went and sat on the balcony again*

Barb: *jumped yelping in surprise*

Danny: I’ll be outside, okay?

Danny: *guided you to the bathroom grabbing a towel for you giving it to you*

Barb: what?

Danny: you’re soaked, let’s get you dried off *he got up putting a hand on your back*

Danny: *looked around for you definitely not being able to do he just sat outside himself *

Barb: I forgot that was there

Barb: *had a few in different sizes as well as the whip Kurtchoff mentioned that one time*

It’s great, they yell at me to leave him alone, but nah))
Danny: *shift around in bed before cuddling a pillow, he slept till morning where it was probably downpouring rain*

-it was cold and starting to sprinkle a little-

Oh yeah I have a friend who’s emotionally attached to Danny so I tell them every new trauma we give him just to upset them))

Barb: I think there might be some in the drawer on your left

Danny: *exhausted so he’s out like a light*

Danny: *slowly put a blanket over you before sitting on the other bed taking deep breaths before flopping back*

Barb: *he kissed back pulling you close*

Danny: *he was just really sobbing hard and it was not very quiet, after a while he cleaned himself up and came back out*

Barb: I love you more

Danny: *went to the bathroom and after a bit just started sobbing because everything is flowing back and he hates it*

Barb: yes?