#gildedcagc

"i don't know." it was just a doubt that surfaced every once in awhile. despite how much they've grown, their dynamic was still very much the same since they were younger: ciara with her fiery and ballsy personality and elliot following her five steps behind. sure, he's learned to hold his own around her since but that sort of stuff just doesn't go away. "gimme another kiss, that was nice."

"the... guy that your parents set you up with or a different guy?" since he's not ever really keen on hearing about any of them, emmett's totally in the dark nowadays. he watches her rummage through the fridge as if it were her own, a single brow cocked up with morbid curiosity. "i'm also concerned as to why you have lukewarm water and breadsticks at your place but... we won't get into it. what happened this time?" secretly, he's pleased with himself - not that he's had a hand in it. but another failed date for gracie and he didn't even have to waste his breath warning her? that's a win in his book.

"really?" lips pressed to the rim of his beer bottle, dax eyes her carefully. he's stressed. he's been stressed for the better half of a week now but has made no comments about it. maybe it's his sudden silence that sparks the question from the other.... or has she become acutely aware of his telltale signs now? was this really her way of extending a hand without needing to say more? amused and quite soft at her proposal, dax turns his head to hide the growing smile on his face. she's got him geared up now and going out to break something in the junkyard will definitely help him feel a bit better about everything. "fuck yeah, let's go break some shit. lemme finish my beer first. you're driving."