Darling, you're a mess

"Come here ‘hen-! At least give a girl a fighting chance."

"You would never want me to go easy on you, so no."

Danny just tensed up when she wrapped her arms around him, shaking his head and trying to pry her arms off him, standing up straighter than usual and doing his best not to cry. “You promised.” He said, his voice cracking as he tried to push her away.

Jane knew he was upset with her, she knew he wouldn't be ecstatic to have her back, but the stiffening of his body hurt. "I know." She whispered, letting her arms drop as he began pushing her. She couldn't remember a moment Danny wanted to get away from her--not ever. So she couldn't help the urge to cry, digging her nails into her skin to keep her tears from coming. "I'm sorry."

"You look about just as happy as I feel."

She couldn't fight her grin, walking into his arms and wrapping him in a tight hug. "Oh you know, just avoiding death. How're you Al?"

”..Wait- No it- Damn it. Well happy new years, ‘here you happy now you fun putter outter? Urgh new year, fucking hell. Why couldn’t you keep letting me ‘hink it was Christmas you bandersnatch? I’ll ‘ake your eye out next ‘ime.”

"With how trashed you are I'd love to see you try Mally."

"Merry Christmas you lot! Now, time to get pissed."

"Mally you nutbag, you do realize it's New Years and not Christmas?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Gamil just nodded his head at her words. “The whole ten yards, LED and black lights, glow paint, a stage for the DJ along with all the booze you could drink and drugs you could do. If you’re into that shit.” Quirking an eyebrow, he simply stated his name and smirked before walking away, “It’s Genie. Those things kill you, you know? You’re too pretty to be dead anytime soon.”

"I am, you caught me." She couldn't help but scrunch up her nose, confused by the odd name. "Genie? What kind of name is that?" She murmured. "Flattery won't get you anywhere with me, Genie. I do what I please, and anybody else can kindly fuck off." Purposefully she took another drag, holding it longer than usual and making adding a flair of the dramatic as she slowly exhaled smoke. "The concern is sweet though, thank you."

Grinning, he ran his hand through his hair before shrugging. “Oh, I dunno. Probably that the reason I’m here is cause I had around two thousand people in my house—well they kinda flooded the back yard too but it still counts—and we, maybe, were kinda having a rave.”

"A rave, huh?" She murmured, pursing her lips as she pulled out a cigarette, lighting it and bringing it to her lips, taking a drag as she nodded to let him know she was still listening. "Caught by the parentals and sent here? I'm sorry to hear that...?" Her words died out as she raised her brows in questioning of the stranger before her.