splitbrain (splitbrain) wrote in oblivion_rp, @ 2010-03-01 00:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | #flashback, danny, delia |
Rain in New York
Who: Danny and Delia
When: 11:30PM (ten years ago)
Where: Columbia University, New York
What: Flashback to better times...mostly
The first time Danny met Delia Cole he was locked out of his car and banging his head on the roof. This would have been a regrettable situation anyway but it was also raining and all of 30 degrees out and he was wearing jeans and a blue button down and that was pretty much it. The torrential downpour in which he was currently trapped and freezing had kept him in the library until nearly eleven at night; working on editorials for the Bronx Beat and wringing his brain for as much concentration as two hours of sleep and a quadruple shot macchiato could sustain him for. The street was mostly empty by the time he left, most of the campus cleared off for the night and everyone indoor avoiding the rain and cold.
Danny was numb by the time he reached his car, fumbling in his bag for his keys which were slippery in the rain and – because Murphy’s Law was a true force in the world – promptly slipped out of his fingers, into a slime-lined gutter and shot down the bottom of the curb and down the nearest storm drain like they were riding a Six Flags water slide. Four languages of profanity filled the air - a mix of Asian and European epithets - through the roar of the rain and Danny Vies slammed his forehead into the roof of his car and hated everything with a hot, fierce intensity.
He could see his breath. His teeth were chattering. It was one of those nights it was so cold it hurt and he was in a goddamn dress shirt and Levis. It was coming up on midnight. His apartment was on the other side of town. He wanted to shoot himself. He wanted a gun. And he wanted to shoot himself with it. (In the face.)