Dan Torrance (dr_sleep) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2021-02-06 23:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, brenna, dan torrance |
Who: Danny and Brenna
Where: Their bedroom (!)
What: Danny is drunk, oops
When: Saturday night
Open: Nope
Status: Ongoing
Danny had been staying in either Brenna's house or his dad's apartment since he'd arrived. It all depended on just how much he'd been drinking, really. He knew his dad didn't drink any more, so he stayed with him on the nights he was sober (well. "Not as drunk as he could be," would be more accurate, really) and on the nights when he'd gotten into the liquor more than the beer, he would make the slightly longer journey through the park to Brenna's house, through the hated snow. A couple of times, he just collapsed on the couch and slept there, and once he made it into one of the spare rooms and slept on top of the covers. His head ached every morning when he staggered into the shower no matter where he'd fallen asleep, and it was a battle to keep control of his stomach at times, but his sleep was dreamless and that was the important thing.
This night, he was running on more autopilot than usual as he trudged through the snow and let himself into Brenna's house, and instead of just hitting the couch and staying there for the night, he found the stairs. Back home in Tampa, he lived up the stairs (in a tiny third-floor apartment with his mom) so he just headed up. Once up there, the first door he opened was into a bathroom which was super handy, he thought. And once he was finished in there, he made his way towards where he thought his bedroom should be. The door opened easily, and he let himself in, yawning as he did so.
He was drunk enough that his Shine was dulled right down, and also that his regular senses were pretty rubbish so he didn't notice that there was someone else already in the bed, even when he sat down on it - he almost always remembered to take his boots off, no matter how blitzed he was, and that was what he was currently trying to do.