Daniel "Danny Wizzbang" Owens 00s!au
Trivia:
Snacks on Fry’s Chocolate Cream or plain digestive biscuits, not fussy about food
Drinks ale at the Garrison but tends to nurse one pint for hours rather than downing several
His handwriting is surprisingly elegant, looping and steady, almost at odds with his physical presence
Fights rarely, but when pushed his sheer force makes him frightening to anyone watching
Keeps every gift or note Mariam has ever given him, pressed into books or drawers, where he checks them when doubt gnaws at him
Smells like clean soap, Lynx Phoenix, cigarette smoke and cold air, like he’s just stepped in from outside
Big hands, gentle touch, and a habit of standing slightly behind people like he’s making space for them
Always looks a bit uncomfortable in his own size until someone he trusts is near him
Keeps his phone on silent most of the time and prefers calls over texting
When he’s nervous he rubs the back of his neck without noticing, especially if Mariam is watching
Comfort food: anything classic and filling, especially greasy chip shop dinners after a long day
Fast food order: fish and chips, chicken and chips, or a burger if everyone else is getting one
Snacks: Nik Naks, Space Raiders, crisps in general, and whatever’s easiest to eat with one hand
Has a soft spot for simple sweets like chocolate bars, even if he pretends he doesn’t
Eats more when he’s with the group, barely eats when he’s alone
Drinks: pints at the Garrison, usually lager, steady pace, never showy about it
Will drink whiskey occasionally, but only when the mood is already heavy
Soft drinks: dislikes overly sweet fizzy stuff, but will have water or a sprite, if he has to
If he’s stressed he drinks coffee without thinking, mostly because it gives him something to hold
Doesn’t really do energy drinks, swears it gives him the heebie jeebies
TV: Enjoys war series and dramas but never talks about why they hit him
Will sit through whatever the others put on as long as Mariam’s beside him
Secretly likes films that feel a bit poetic, but he’d rather die than admit it out loud
Music: emotional, melodic stuff as well as the lads’ louder playlists, he’s not picky but he feels it
When he’s drunk he gets quietly sentimental and starts talking like a man in a novel
Films: action movies with the boys, but his favourites are the ones with loyalty, guilt, and redemption
He’ll quote something dramatic at the worst possible moment, then go quiet like he didn’t
