#starters:danny

“No one ever said you had to say it like... all the time,” why was he pushing the changing of his name in her phone? Well... he was Danny, and he was going to push this one until he had no whines left in him. “I just like... I mean I don’t wanna just be some guy, I guess.” That one, though, that was bold for him. He’d never outright said he wanted to be more to Mave than just some guy. He never did because he never really wanted to admit that to anyone. He could barely admit to himself how he felt about her most of the time, but now... well things were different, to say the least.

After several moments of uncomfortable silence, he looked at her again, “looking at you, now, is like... being on a roller coaster?” That wasn’t the right word for it, but it would have to be close enough, “I like you that much.” But as soon as those words were out of his mouth, he realized that it was never a change-- it’d always been like that. He’d always felt that way about her, and seeing her had always been that much. “Maybe... maybe it’s always been like this,” he mumbled, looking back at the table, nervous to see what her reaction would be.

“I don’t know why you insist on taking credit for what happened here,” Danny shook his head. He wasn’t going to let them, “I’m the one who messed up and we both know it. I’m the reason we ended up where we ended up and I’m the reason we fell apart, I often forget that communication is important, and that’s on me.” It was something he knew he needed to work on, but it wasn’t something that he was always all that good at. He’d been closed off for such a long time that opening up was hard on him. Still, though, he wasn’t going to let this one go. He knew that he was wrong. In his mind that was all on him. Everything was his fault. It would be hard to convince him otherwise.