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serena. dance til there's no one left to hound you (partygirlserena) wrote in gossipghoul,
@ 2012-08-09 08:09:00

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dan humphrey, serena van der woodsen

Thread: Dan and Serena
Who: Dan and Serena
What: Meeting up after a night gone horribly wrong
Where: The Palace
When: After Chuck points out that Dan's made it to The Palace: here

Serena knew her mom and brother were safe. Blair was safe. Nate was safe. Carter was safe. Even Chuck was safe (and, well, he had helped her out out there, so as much as she wasn't entirely thrilled with the sum total of the things she'd witnessed him doing, she couldn't stay too angry... that and, really, who was she to judge?) There were plenty of people packed into The Palace, the ones allowed in anyway, but Serena was now focused on one person.

What a mess. What an absolute mess. Granted, it wasn't like she'd blown off their date to wash her hair or something, but she still felt badly that things had gotten disrupted. Although the part of her that was concerned with a botched date was the part that was still in shock over what was happening. It was easier to worry about that sort of thing than to think about flesh-eating zombies roaming the streets of Manhattan.

When Chuck mentioned that Dan had made it to The Palace, Serena quickly excused herself. Hopefully in the wake of all this turmoil, Blair and Chuck could manage to not kill each other. Setting off through the crowd, Serena scanned the faces as they went by. Not Dan. Not Dan. Not Dan.

Dammit. It was going to be a nightmare trying to find him here. Although less of a nightmare than thinking he was wandering around Brooklyn. At least here was safe. She hoped.

Serena took out her phone, ready to text him again, when she glanced up for a moment and caught sight of Dan. Immediately, she raised her arms, phone still in hand, text message half written, and waved them to try to get his attention. "Dan!" See, she even knew his name.

And then she was pushing past people to get to him.

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thebrooklynite
2012-08-14 09:58 pm UTC (link)

Despite everything, Dan was still struck by Serena's easy, infectious charm. He smiled at the joke, giving a rueful nod at how ill-fated their dates had been. Of course none of the previous miscommunication or mishaps could compare to the horrors that had unfolded at the dance. He was doing a good job at blocking out the images of violence and terror that had assaulted the students mere moments after he'd arrived, but Dan knew he would never be able to forget them entirely.

"I guess I'm already dressed for it," Dan said, trying to match her unspoken determination not to be weighed down by the frightening reality of it all. If Serena was game, he would be too. "This suit looked a lot better at the start of the evening, believe me."

He found his smile widening at her invitation, realizing that as perverse as it was, he was still excited to be on a date with Serena van der Woodsen, no matter the circumstances. "Food and a few drinks would be amazing," he said eagerly, brightening at the idea. "I didn't exactly get to enjoy cocktails or canape at the party."

He frowned briefly, wishing he hadn't mentioned the party again. He couldn't help but wonder if he was responsible for the attack in the first place. He'd run to warn everyone, but it seemed all he'd accomplished was leading the monsters there. He focused on Serena's face, trying to shove these thoughts firmly away once more.

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partygirlserena
2012-08-14 11:27 pm UTC (link)

Serena had to keep a smile on her face, and maintain her easy-going nature, or else she'd totally lose it. As it was, she was already wondering if it wouldn't be better to get completely hammered so that she didn't have to know that the world was falling apart. But that would be running away -- again -- wouldn't it? She'd already done that once and it hadn't really solved anything.

"Your suit looks great," Serena said in an attempt to reassure him, patting the front pocket on his jacket. Besides, even though she was typically more laid back in her own dress, her hair was disheveled even by her own standards. And she usually went for the messy look. Not to mention the tear in the skirt of her dress. Serena couldn't really be critical at this point.

"Well, then you'll really enjoy what the Palace has to offer. I bet there's some frozen appetizers we can throw in a microwave somewhere in their walk in freezer. And I make a mean margarita." Well, a really alcoholic margarita, but it was damn good. "If you like tequila. If not, nothing's ever been lost by experimenting with mixing new drinks."

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thebrooklynite
2012-08-17 02:32 am UTC (link)

Dan couldn't help it, his gaze followed her hand to where it briefly rested against his chest. It seemed incredible, that he would still be responding to her mere touch under the circumstances, but he found that it was an effort to look away. Only when she began to speak did he manage to drag his eyes back to her face.

The idea of enjoying the Palace or any of its luxuries seemed a remote one. He would forever associate the hotel with the insufferable, immoral Chuck Bass. It seemed almost an embodiment of the boy that he loathed. But he could at least try, Serena made it sound so appealing and he owed it to her to be a good sport.

"Well, it might fall a bit short on the glamorous date scale, but I think that plan sounds great," he answered truthfully, a small smile returning to his face. "You think we can just... sneak into the kitchen?"

It was clear that despite everything, Dan still didn't operate in the same world as Serena. Just being in this ostentatious hotel sat uncomfortably with him, the idea of waltzing into the kitchen felt even more foreign.

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