'Cause Honey Your Soul

Davis loved New Year’s. He didn’t know why but it was one of his favorite things. Probably because it was a time for new beginnings. There was no one he’d rather spend it with than Sophie, of course, and so here they were curled up on the couch together. Their focus at the moment was the tv, which featured bands from all over. Davis, however, could only think of how midnight was fast approaching. He had been considering something for awhile, but now was very nervous about it.

Sophie always wonderd what each new year would bring... New Years in the past had brought London, New York, American Road Trip, and now Harmony. But now that they were settled there wasn't a new town to visit. Or a new stop that they had to try. It was just them, Jacs and a new home. What else could life surprise her with? Romance didn't seem to be in the picture - she hadn't managed to get up the guts to tell Davis. Not yet.

Jacs pouted as Sophie laughed, letting out a dramatic sigh as she lifted her leg from the chair but then put it back down. It wasn’t enough to keep her from dancing for a few days. It would throb though, through the long eight hour shifts she would endure tomorrow and the day after. “Yeah…” she agreed unenthusiastically, frowning at her knee. She then wiggled her toes then spun herself around to sit up straight and stood. “Might as well get comfy, no? It’ll be a goose egg tomorrow no matter what I’d do.” Jacs smiled a little to Sophie. “Make sure to dress warm. It’s a little chilly out there. Or, ya know…” she shrugged as she limped to the fridge. “Block against the wind like a barricade…”

"We'll go later, when Davie gets home. She'll be okay for a bit..." She muttered, patting their furry friend on the head before she followed Jacs, hovering around her. "You should sit for a bit, I can grab whatever you need..." Her voice was laced with concern even if if Sophie herself was just as much of a klutz as her new roommate happened to be. She was just used to someone fussing over her, and felt obligated to fill the role when there was no one around to fuss over Jacs. “Because I know you won’t stop dancing for that so you should rest it today while you’re here...”

He loved the sound of her giggle. Her laughter was musical to him, as much as any song he played. A light blush crept upon his face and he was glad it was cold because he could blame it on the chill. “Well, I…I mean, we can go bigger. I just didn’t want the snowman to be so big it toppled over on me. Then, I’d be trapped under a mountain of snow until you found a Davis icicle.” He quipped.

"A Davisicle." She wrinkled her nose at her attempt to combine the words- the finale simply not working the way she'd hoped. "Icedavie~" That one worked much better, but she'd still rather not find it. "I think we'll eat all the snow if we go much bigger and we shouldn't risk using too much before we can make the head." They couldn't exactly just go into anyone else's yard and use their snow to make a head. "This is a perfect size." She nodded happily.

Best Adults of the Town

Sophie had heard the collision and came running out of her room. She wanted to laugh but she knew the pain the other was in - considering her deep seated fear of singing alone on a stage came from an incident that left her with a similar injury. Her gracefulness seemed well matched with Jacs however. Poor Davie was clearly the most graceful in the house and she wasn't sure how well that was speaking for any of them. "Davie and I can take the dog for a walk... off the segway." She giggled. "You probably should ice it and... not move...?" She wasn't exactly sure what was the best to do... but she knew walking or risking further injury wasn't the best idea.

Davis bit his lip, his brow furrowed in concentration as he worked. He felt something hard and cold hit his back, breaking his intense concentration. He heard a familiar giggle, and suddenly, despite the snow, he felt warm.

She giggled again and grinned back as she skipped over towards him. She loved the snow, it reminded her of home- and it was always amusing to play in when they were in a state that had it. Snow men, snow angels, snow ball fights... she knew it probably wouldn't last too long here but you can best she was going to enjoy it while it lasted.

Do You Wanna Build A Snowman?||Davis & Sophie

Sophie had been a bit on the miserable side during the summer- California summers were too hot for her. At least, her first one was. Perhaps she'd adjust in due time, but this year had left her diving into the ocean to cool down a few times. She was pleased as the cooler months became more bearable and she was actually able to snuggle up to Davie without the AC running full blast to make it comfortable.

“That’s a good point, I like watching others too. There’s really good singers and dancers here indeed, a lot of talent around town. It’s no surprise though” he chuckled, after all many came to Harmony to make their dreams come true, not only musicians or dancers, but people in other departments as well that he found as good. 

"That's true! They're all really lovely." She smiled and noded. She actually quite enjoyed the bits of the town's talent that she'd gotten a glimpse of so far. Though it did leave her wondering if she would ever manage to catch any of the talent scout's eyes around town with so many acts. So many talented people... then again- it wasn't as if the recording company had a limit that they could sin... so maybe there was hope yet!

Drew chuckled, he might as well made a fool of himself like dancing like that. Maybe many drinks he had had gotten to his head already… Nah, it was for pure fun.       “Well, slow dancing is something, so practically you’re not one hundred percent bad at dancing” he smiled, eyes going to his glass wondering if it would be pertinent to have another. “But well, no dancing tonight and no singing, are you having a good time though? Perhaps you’re already bored of me” 

Sophie didn't think any less of him. In fact,l she thought it a little bit admirable that he could do that in public. She couldn't... her nerves wouldn't let her. Then again, she was still a bit stuck in the getting out of your shell department.

“Oh, cool. I think it’s beautiful over here. No snow!” Jacs shrugged her shoulders. “You kind of have to ease yourself into it. Cooking. Like… make up. No one can contour or have a good set of winged liner on the first try. That shit takes practice!” She laughed. “But also if you can’t cook, then less people will invade your house and expect you to dish out a meal on the spot. I hated that about my town in Texas. Everyone so tight knitted and cozy- which is cute and all but it gets to be too much when it’s five nights a week because your parents can cook.” 

"I don't mind snow... but it is really pretty here!" She nodded eagerly. She did enjoy the scenery, but she'd never really hated snow. She liked making snowmen and having snowball fights. And cocoa after they came inside. The little marshmallows on top. That didn't seem so bad. Sophie giggled. "That's true! But I... I'm kind of a disaster in the kitchen. I don't think I'll ever have to worry about that." She wrinkled up her nose with a grin. "That doesn't sound bad but I guess it could get tiring!" She nodded, Soph had a larger family... well extended family. She had a ton of cousins. She imagined it'd be like having them over all the time.

“Well it’s never too late to learn right?” he smiled, “for all I know we musicians have the beat and rhythm in our veins, so all we got to do is… well, listen” he smiled, standing from his seat.

Sophie giggled and shook  her head. "I- I don't think I do. I might but it's only when it comes to audible rhythm, my body doesn't cooperate v-very well." She blushed and ducked her face back a bit, trying to hide behind her hair.

“Huh…” Jacs let the thought simmer. She wasn’t use to very hearty meals or climates that called for them. Ice cream was one of her diet staples, as were burritos and cold sandwiches. On cooler 60 degree days though she craved mac and cheese. “Ah- oh! I see. Like a baked alaska? At least I think they use alcohol in there to help the flame. It sounds cold in Scotland. How long have you been here in Cali?” Only now did she think of the drastic change in temperatures would feel like. 

"Yeah! Like that! I think? I've never had one but I know they do it with other things too... but it's just for flavor- whatever's left after? Maybe?" She giggled. "I don't really know I can't really cook." And she really probably shouldn't try again. Not after the incident with the blender before they left London. "A couple weeks... but we've been around the west coast for about a month or so...? We stayed another state somewhere around here...I think? It was warm too...." She still wasn't really entirely sure with all the states. She knew some but a few names eluded the young Scot.

“That’s true.” He said, nodding thoughtfully. “I think that sounds like a good plan. It depends, of course, on how much of a turn out we get, but it’s worth trying anyway.” It wasn’t as though they had a lot of other options right now. He did hope they got a real job soon because he wanted them accomplish their dream.

"We usually get a pretty good bit in the park- Enough for supper and a couple dollars for savings.” They’d saved up a bit from New York to here, but occasionally they had to dip into the savings for sake of not starving for the night. But Harmony, thankfully was full of artists and businesses who relied on artists. And they were go, they often got decent tips, and if they were lucky they could stash over twenty dollars into theirs savings, a fund for when they found a place to stay. That is, until they got proper jobs. Then they’d have extra, and they could play music together and maybe they’d get a place of their own and their dream would start unfolding.

“Maybe.” He said, nodding. So many nights he’d spent laying awake wishing things were different. Wondering how long he was going to have Sophie in his life before some guy swooped in and swept her off her feet. There were times when he wanted to just lean down and kiss her, but he couldn’t. The idea that she wouldn’t return such a gesture, that it would end what they did have was too much to risk.

Sophie just smiled as he agreed that maybe they could invent something like that... of course she knew it was silly. She knew it wasn’t possible. But just the idea of a guarantee that they’d be there, together. Ugh. She mentally scolded herself for wallowing far too much in the idea of them being together. She needed to pull her thoughts away from the impossible. Away from just wanting to snuggle with Davie.