Gathering Post - 5/7-5/15

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WEATHER || LONDONIST || BBC NEWS

(Rather than write the same vague drivel, here is a pretty gif to inspire you, a link to the weather for the week, and a link to londonist, a great resource for all things London related. As always this post is open all week. Tag in, tag others, check back often!)

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[taxi_d]

"That's noble. Real sweet. It's great you've got a mate like that. Important. I don't think I've got a mate like that. Maybe...I've never been tested, really," Davey replied. "What do you do for fun? I'm sure you don't go to St. Michael's for the fun of it so what do you like?"

[london_spy]

"Clubs, sometimes," Danny replied, not wanting to admit he didn't go out and have fun very often anymore.

[taxi_d]

"What kind of music do you like? EDM? House? Does it mater?" he pressed. D was used to all sorts of fares and he could generally pull some kind of chat out of even the quietest.

[london_spy]

"Doesn't really matter. When I'm alone I like- I dunno, music that means something, I suppose. In a club though? Just has to be loud and thumping," Danny said, glancing over, then looking back out the window.

[taxi_d]

"That's it. That's more like it. Club music is impersonal, but fun. Who do you like that has a meaning? Not pop tunes, I'm sure," Davey said as he came to a stop at a light.

[london_spy]

"I don't mind pop music. Been listening to a lot of Dry The River and Local Natives lately though," Danny shrugged. "Stuff like that."

Whatever matched his mood, really.

[taxi_d]

"Great," he grinned. "I've been playing Hozier's album since it came out. Not tired of it yet and I heard he's supposed to be coming out with a new one soon."

[london_spy]

Danny nodded, content to let David chat. There had been a time in his life when he'd talked a mile a minute, especially around people he found attractive or interesting- But now, he found himself silent. Guarded even. Not against David, but the world at large.

[taxi_d]

Davey chatted on about music, most of what he knew being six months or even a year old. He knew a few newer songs from Spotify but he didn't know the names. That didn't stop him from singing a bit. He chuckled and chatted and smoked another, filling the silence, then abruptly looked over at Danny.

"Am I talking too much?" he asked. The question seemed genuine enough, though he didn't seem like a yes would bother him too much.

[london_spy]

It was a lot, and it wasn't so much comfortable chatter as it was noise near the end, but Danny simply offered a small smile.

"It's fine, I don't mind."

[taxi_d]

Davey chuckled.

"I can keep it quiet, too," he said. "We're almost there. Do you want me to pick you up tomorrow? 'Round six?"

[london_spy]

Danny wasn't sure he could afford a lift, but he supposed it was a small expense if he was going to find some work.

"Um, yeah, please," he nodded. "I'll be outside and ready," he promised, not wanting to waste any of David's time.

[taxi_d]

"I'll ring you when I'm close," he replied with a nod. He turned down Danny's street and slowed.

"Nice neighborhood. Your mate must be well off," he said casually.

[london_spy]

"Not really, it's- It's complicated," Danny shrugged, not wanting to share Hex's business with someone he hardly knew. "Anyway, cheers- I'll, um- I'll see you tomorrow."

He was getting out before the cab had even fully stopped, uncomfortable in his own skin and questioning everything he was doing.