#daniel | interaction.

“i’m disgusted and offended that you have the audacity to sit there and say that circus isn’t britney spears’ greatest album to date.” daniel picked up the other’s phone, tapping at the screen with his thumbs. “i’m about to educate you on what real music is. sit back and prepare to go on the journey of a lifetime. you’ll be thanking me sooner rather than later.”

     daniel glanced around the house he was invited into, taking in his surroundings. it was obvious that whoever lived here was very wealthy - wealthier than the couple who had adopted him, and that was saying something. “you have a really nice house,” he complimented, walking over to one of the tables and picking up one of the knick knacks that lined it. as soon as he picked it up, it slipped from his fingers and bounced off the wooden table, the head popping off the little figurine. “oh my god, i’m sorry, i’ll pay for it!” he bent over to pick it up, pressing the head back on as if it would magically weld together. “i-i’m not making a really good first impression, am i?”

     “Don’t turn away - you ignore my heart and coldly avoid my tears. Don’t break my heart.”

          he wasn’t sure if this was a good idea. did he really just want to knock on a stranger’s door and start asking questions about his parents? parents that weren’t even alive anymore. he’d asked around in the surrounding area about his parents and even showed the one picture he could find of them, but no one had any idea what he was talking about or who he was talking about. it was like his parents had never existed, which he knew was impossible. he wouldn’t be here if they didn’t. he doubled checked the address on the crumpled up piece of paper in his hand, making sure he was standing in front of the right house. he took a deep breath and raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door. while he waited, he allowed his eyes to scan the property. it was a really nice place - nicer than the the place his adopted parents owned, which was saying a lot. whoever lived there must be really wealthy, and that put him at ease just a little bit. when the door swung up, daniel smiled politely, his hand crumbling up the paper even more. “h-hi, um.. i’m daniel. i was wondering if i can ask you some questions?”