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Jul. 3rd, 2017 04:15 pm
london_spy: (soft smiles)
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There was a point in Danny's life where he could easily draw a line and say that was the past, and this was the future. Or maybe it was more a matter of what kind of person he was, versus who he could be if he wanted to be something more. Either way, it all boiled down to pre Alex and post Alex. Danny had gone from a life of drugs, drink, and as much debauchery as any human could handle, to a life that was almost domestic and normal. ...Then, of course, there had been post-post Alex. A strange pocket of time spent unraveling mystery after mystery, all while swimming in uncertainty and terror- Like Nancy Drew trapped in some sort of conspiracy theory filled snuff porn.
 
Life in a post, post Alex world was just chaos, and a sinking feeling of dread that hung about just close enough to always be felt. It had left him an even bigger mess than he'd been before they'd met. Though he supposed it would be odd if he'd somehow come out of it all as a well adjusted, functioning member of society. You don't wade that deep in the government's bullshit and come out better for it. You just didn't.
 
What had happened with Jack the other week, and the confession from Hex that had followed soon after, had left him on edge all over again. Danny found himself fearing a repeat of everything that had happened with Alex- And though that should have meant he was more vigilant than ever, the hopelessness that had come after learning the truth about the death of last lover lingered on even now, and rather than fight or prepare for war, Danny did what Danny did best. ...He fucked off and got fucked up.
 
There were certain things you couldn't take when you were on HIV meds. Technically he shouldn't have been taking anything, but if you knew how to walk the tightrope, it wasn't so bad. The blues were fine, powder was alright, but the reds were right out. They'd make him crash hard, and getting your stomach pumped on a Sunday night wasn't anyone's idea of a party. He was buzzing though, two shots of vodka, one of the blues, two lines... Pulse was a bit quick but that was alright, that was fine. Everything was fine. 
 
Everything was great.
 
He didn't know who was dancing with, but they were warm and they moved just right. They moved exactly right, and Danny was so good at this. He didn't have a single life skill you could put on a bloody resume, but he could do this. He was king of the fucking club scene, darling. He was swagger and lust, and as the bpm got higher, so did he, never missing a single beat.
 
"You're bloody brilliant," he told his dance partner, leaning in and speaking right in their ear. "Buy me a drink?"
 
(OTA, late tags and slow time super welcome! Danny is stoned out of his skull, but in a good mood. ...Yay? Feel free to kill his buzz or encourage this wicked behaviour.)

Date: 2017-07-03 10:15 pm (UTC)
kersen: (male: wet)
From: [personal profile] kersen
Kersen had hardly been paying attention to who he was dancing with; he'd had a fair amount to drink already, and had found himself just kind of pulled into it as he'd crossed the dance floor. But it was fun, and he was good - whoever he was.

"Sure," he said, and grabbed the guy's hand, silver and purple bangle bracelets clanging together above perfectly manicured sparkly purple nails. He was all leather and glitter tonight, though his eye makeup was the masterpiece of the ensemble.

Sometimes he just felt like going dancing at a gay club. Sometimes he just wanted to appreciate that he could go dancing at a gay club. That this was a thing that existed, and it was okay. Existing. Exactly as he was.

Date: 2017-07-05 01:09 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] drfeelbad
House had just left a bar and was trying to decide if he wanted to go to another one or just go home. He'd already decided to leave his bike where it was for the night. Thank god for Uber.

There was a club just down the street, and he could hear the pounding music from here. He rolled his eyes upon seeing the line of young guys outside waiting to get in. He wondered what would happen if he limped to the door.

Date: 2017-07-05 10:32 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] just_hex
It was late when Hex entered the club. He'd been having a shit night. A shit week. Fin was nowhere to be found and no one had heard from him, his Twitter was dead...which was weird because Winter usually overtook it, but there'd been not a peep from him, either.

He was stressed, Danny'd stepped out for the night, and Hex found himself itching for a drink. Instead, he'd called his sponsor and talked for a bit and they made a plan that Hex should get out and do something active. He didn't want to go to the gym and he wasn't in the mood for Hitch. Dancing was what they'd settled on.

So he'd donned a pair of tight jeans and an A-shirt and hit the club. Water only, tonight. Water and throbbing bass and bodies and sweat. Hex moved around the crowd, dancing with different men, touching and grinding and wearing himself out. It was brilliant.

Then he pressed tight to a body and danced there for a moment before he realized it was Danny. When the other man tuned to face him he found Hex smiling.

"You too," he said, sliding his hands around Danny to pull him closer.

Date: 2017-07-07 03:46 am (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (modern)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
Angelique was bloody brilliant, and she knew it. Tonight she had opted for an androgynous look, in tight trousers with suspenders over a white shirt left mostly unbuttoned. Beneath the boy's clothes her body only hinted at a curve at hip and chest, but her long hair was pinned up, and her makeup was flawless and smoky with a blood-red lip.

She smiled at the young man who had curled up to her on the dance floor, and put her silver-lacquered fingertips to his chest, to press him back just enough that she could look at him and consider the request. "You're pretty," Angelique finally decided. "One drink."

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