#* reed

“Reed!.. Reedy! Reedus!..” He called with each step he took into the dissipating crowd towards what he’s pretty sure is his sister. He can’t remember what she was wearing, despite the conversation he was pretty sure they’d had before arriving. Something something, underdressed, something something, heels... Heels. Check, she’s definitely wearing them. “Reedles.” Dramatically exasperated, Danny pulls himself to a stop before crashing into her, hands leveling at his hips as he fills his lungs again. “Gimme all of your chips. All of them.” Reaching out, his palm overturns and opens up to receive what he’s hoping she hasn’t blown already, “I’m gettin’ us a pony. Daphne. I’m getting Daph a pony.”