(pitbull vc) dale

“Good I’m glad things are well,” Carolina said nodding her head smiling brightly at him her hand tapping lightly against her thigh nodding her head knowing where he was coming from. “Yeah, I know how that is. I listen to your show when up early working at the bakery getting things put together for the day.”

Noah couldn’t hold back the soft laugh that erupted from his chest as he walked into Around The Clock ahead of Donnie. Standing in front of the hostess podium he told them he’d like something for the two of them who told him if he wanted a booth or a table. “Booth or table?” Noah asked turning to look at Donnie curiously sticking both his hands in his pockets.

“All right, I’m all for beach clean-up, but it’s fuckin’ hot, and I need a break. What do you say we make a game out of this?” Solomon suggested, holding up his bag of garbage with a mischievous smile.

“Sorry I startled you man,” Noah said smiling at Donnie apologetically tucking his hands in his pockets shifting his weight slightly nodding his head firmly. “Everything’s going pretty good thanks.” Rubbing the back of his neck with his hand as he looked at Donnie still nodding. “Yeah, I am actually. Feel like joining me?”

“Thanks so much!” Carolina told Donnie smiling gratefully at him pulling back the free chair across from him sitting down placing her iced coffee down in front of her on the table. “So how are things going?” Pulling her coffee towards her she took a sip of it through the straw looking at Donnie curiously. “Working hard I bet.”

9. how often do they go grocery shopping? do they tend to do one large trip, or smaller ones throughout the week?

donnie tends to make smaller trips to the grocery store throughout the week because his tastes always seem to change. he makes a lot of impulsive trips to the grocery store too if he gets the sudden urge to make a grand meal for himself.

25. what do they prefer to do in the summertime? do they like going to the beach, do they prefer camping, staying in the city? do they like to stay indoors and away from the heat?

12. how do they organize their books? alphabetical by author, by title? by size, color, date published? is there any rhyme or reason?

donnie organizes his books by genre. within each genre he organizes them alphabetically simply because he wants to feel like he has some order in his life.

18. what is their preferred weather? what would be a perfect weather day?

donnie prefers freezing cold weather and sincerely likes rain and snow. he gets excited for any gloomy day truly. his perfect weather day would honestly be in the 20′s in temperature and sleet.

19. are they more of a snacker throughout the day, or they eat three meals and call it a day?

2. where do they prefer to read? on the sofa, in bed, at a table, on the porch, in a cafe?

donnie... actually prefers to read on the floor. he much rather would sit and even sleep on the floor than in a chair/bed. he’ll curl up underneath his desk or in the corner of his bedroom and read for hours.

4. what’s their food weakness? what food can they never turn down?

donnie loves... loves... loves... salt and vinegar chips. he can go through a family size bag in one sitting and he could be satisfied eating them for the rest of his life.

6. what holiday is their favorite? which is their least favorite?

donnie’s favorite holiday is valentine’s day because it gives him an excuse to send people nice notes without it being entirely creepy. his least favorite is also valentine’s day because he’s lonely.

8. what sort of toys did they play with as a child?

donnie was a big fan of stuffed animals. his mom collected a lot of beanie babies which he loved to play with even though he wasn’t supposed to because his mom said they were collectables that were not to be touched. 

10. do they eat breakfast? what’s a typical breakfast look like for them?

7. what’s their diet like? are they vegetarian, vegan? do they have any food allergies that make them have a special diet?

donnie became a vegetarian when he moved to cape hazel. he never really was a fan of meat anyways and decided to make the switch as part of his ‘new town new me’ transformation. his one food allergy is to mustard seeds.

19. are they more of a snacker throughout the day, or they eat three meals and call it a day?

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Carolina sighed softly waiting for her name to be called for her order to be ready picking it up thanking the barista. Turning around searching for a free table she spotted one seeing her old friend Donnie from New York sitting on the other side of the table. “Donnie, hi,” Carolina said coming over to stand next to his table smiling at him motioning with her hand to the free seat. “Do you mind I join you?”

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“Donnie! Good to see ya man!” Noah called out spotting the younger man walking towards the entrance of Around The Clock having known him for a bit as they lived in the same apartment building but usually had different hours, so they didn’t each other that often. “How you been doing?”

immediately, jasper’s hesitant gaze darted to the file, which was thick as hell, and his eyebrows fly up incredulously. judging from the plethora of “devil” food all laid out beautifully on the table - from deviled eggs to deviled ham to devil’s food cake - he could already see a brand new revelation about his supposed ‘true identity’ coming from miles away. 

being around donnie (who was probably the most credulous, imaginative person he’d ever come across) was incredibly exhausting for a skeptic like jasper. ghosts weren’t real - science has not been able to prove their existence, and there’s no good reason to believe in ghosts, or spirits, or demonic entities. just last week, donnie had been so sure that jasper was a werewolf, and the month before that he was calling him an incubus. a fucking incubus!  jasper had no idea why donnie was so insistent on him being anything but a normal human being.

jasper sucked in a breath, bracing himself for the question - and the small presentation that was going to follow. “what is it?” 

“why are we in such a rush?” sawyer said, trying to keep up with the person in front of him as they zoomed through the streets of cape hazel. he wished he had his skateboard or something with him, his long and oftentimes bambi-like legs struggling to keep up his his company’s urgency, “what’s going on?”