“Come on,” he shouldered the bag, “we’re going to be late.” One hundred percent.”ĭanny nodded, smiling at his friend before grabbing his backpack. Just…” she sighed, “don’t forget we’re here for you. Sam rolled her eyes, punching Danny in jest on the arm. You know, you guys don’t have to do all that. Tucker and I are gonna be by your side all day. “Sorry.” Danny turned back to Sam, smiling sadly. That’s what Jazz said to do, right? Focus on his senses. He rolled his shoulders once, closing his eyes and focusing on his senses. “I said it’s fine,” Danny ground out, gaze turning downcast. “But today-“ Sam started, worrying her nails. And today of all days… shit, are you ok?”Ī balloon of nerves simmered in his chest, full enough to cause discomfort but not yet bursting. “Sorry,” Sam spoke hastily, “I didn’t mean for that to happen. Danny froze, eyes flashing green before returning to their usual azure. Sam slapped Danny’s arm playfully, static bubbling up between their touch and striking him on the arm and her on the knuckles of her hand. He shoved his arms into the corresponding openings, fussing with his hair in a failing attempt to get the static out of it. Sam laughed, strong arms guiding Danny’s head through the hole in the sweater. Danny let out a low moan, unable to contain his frustration. “Need help there, bud?” Sam’s voice came from his right side.
He grunted, unable to find the head hole. Danny struggled, the tight fabric around him constricting his range of motion.
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