Week Thirteen: Wednesday
Who: Danny and Nat Where: Hallways somewhere When: Just after Classes
Danny was adjusting pretty well to being a vampire. Well, okay, probably only because he was refusing to ask himself those important questions, but still. His friend Charlie seemed to be doing a good job of that lately, and while his friends were free to walk down that road, Danny was steering clear of it for the time being. He preferred to view his newfound race as an extension on life instead of the damnation it would probably end up proving to be. Hey man, denial ain't just a river! And if that fell through, he could always fall back on the fact that he was probably going to hell anyway. Anger, Lust, Wrath, Pride...you name it.
Even Sloth was becoming predominant in Danny's life lately. What had he been doing since he got here? He saw Charlie a few times, but that's about it. Changing his sleep schedule and getting a job that required him to find the box where his needles had been shoved into seemed to take a lot out of the guy. And vampirism was one thing, but school...really? School. Life had a way of being ironic, he never wanted to be in class and look where that got him!
Not that taking classes were an entirely bad thing. Most of his were art related, and that was a-okay with him. He had just got out of his drawing class, pencils and sketchbook in hand when he rounded a corner and found some girl mumbling to herself and picking up a few books. It's not like Danny was in a rush, so he kneeled over and began to help her pick up what she dropped. "Dream Interpretation eh? So dreams of sunlight must mean I'm about to meet a pretty girl." he said, a big cheesy grin floating on his face as he winked at her. Danny was incapable of being serious in most cases, this was certainly one of them.