it's always darkest

“Wait- is wet wood bad?” Lily asked, stopping in her place before feeling the pieces in her arms. “I thought the fire made it not matter?” 

Aspen’s eyebrows burrowed as she tilted her head towards Dawn, “How hard are you planning on throwing this?” She asked, laughing as she caught the disk before aiming another throw and returning it to Dawn. 

“I have my own,” Alexa held up her drink. “And mine may or may not also have a lot of alcohol in it.”

“Oh okay, that’s convenient,” she replied with a light laugh, a little relieved that she wouldn’t have to share.

🏓- our muses play ping pong/beer pong

“Holy shit… You’re good.” Perhaps he sounded more surprised than he ought to have been but he couldn’t help it. He hadn’t known that Dawn was good at this. 

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“I’m better at other things but I’ve pinged some pong in my day,” she shrugged with a chuckle. “What if I promise to go easy on you?”

“That was just your stomach protesting all that Mexican food we ate for lunch... right?” Dawn paused, looking to Danny after a low rumbling was heard. “Right?”

“I’d say ‘let me tell you a secret’ but I feel like it’s pretty obvious I put a lot of alcohol in this,” Dawn said before sipping some more of her drink. “Want some?”

dawn & aspen

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dawn & lily 

“Good thing it didn’t rain last night or all of this wood would be useless,” Dawn commented to the other, adding another small log to the pile in her arms. “Do you think this is enough?”

“Normally my hand-eye coordination is fantastic but I’m going to apologize in advance just in case things go south and you get a frisbee to the forehead,” Dawn told the other before throwing the disc her way.

Charlotte made a face followed by a small shrug, She knew it was true but in Charlotte’s eyes, all was fair. “Hmm, that’s a bit ballsy of you, but okay.” Charlotte spoke, moving to her side of the table and placing a coin into it to get the puck that popped out. “You ready?” She asked, placing the puck on the table reading herself. 

“Great, that’s what I wanted to hear. I love your work,” She replied earnestly. “Honestly? The only puppy dog face in my arsenal is a real dog so I think you’ll be carrying the team here today.” 

“I’m sorry- do you really think that this is accomplished by simply ‘running my hands through my hair’” Danny scoffed, loudly, shaking his head at the other. “It takes me just as much time to do my hair and look presentable then it does for you to get ready, this whole ready in two seconds malarkey is all an illusion.” Danny shook his head at the other, “You can’t Uno reverse this, you said chores and now you’re doing my chores.” He couldn’t help but beam, because he knew they all had to take it in turns to keep their house from looking like an absolute sty, but he really hated doing chores. “I mean you look more like Vanessa Hudgens then I do- not that I look like Zac Efron in any shape or form. I just don’t want to make people’s ears bleed with trying to reach that level of high.”

“Not sure I totally believe that, but sure,” she shrugged, trying to recall times Danny had seemed to spend forever getting ready. “You sure? Pizza is so much better than chores. Mostly for me,” Dawn whined, already knowing she wouldn’t have won but she had wanted to test her luck irregardless. “Hmm I dunno– clip in some extensions, get you a T necklace and you could fool me,” she teased. “You might not look like him but you give off some early 2000s Zefron energy. In a good way I promise.”

“How’s your puppy face? Have you been practicing?” 

“It’s a smart move, I mean,” She paused before making a face. “You do need the practice. What side do you want?” 

“Are you saying you don’t want a pizza to yourself? I’m a little surprised by that.”

“Don’t sound so offended, I never said it had to be cash. You know I can be bought in slices of pizza.” Danny told the other with a small tut, “Actually, no- it’s not. Blame that on you hogging the bathroom for too long in the mornings. You lose points for little things like that.” Danny smirked at the others offer though and held out his hand, “You’ve got yourself a deal.” Danny snorted, clearing his throat, “I’m not sure I can get my range as high as hers but I’ll give it a shot. We should do Go Your Own Way - I feel like we can bring the dramatics for that.”

“Hey, you can just run your hands through your hair and be good to go. This–” she gestured to her hair and makeup, “–takes a lot of time. I’m a straight up goblin in the morning without all this effort put in.” Dawn eyed his outstretched hand. “Can I reverse the house chores into pizza?” At his suggestion her eyes seemed to light up, “Absolutely! If we’re doing that iconic number we need to put on a proper show,” Dawn insisted. “If you really don’t want to end up in falsetto the whole song, I can take Gabs it’s no problem I promise.”