CLOSED STARTER FOR: @dxheyryxn​
Deacon hadn't done anything this Impulsive in what felt like ages–getting a random text that seemingly wasn't for him but decided to go along with it anyway until he was making plans with the person on the receiving end was a far more exciting plan than sitting around his mom’s place for the evening. he may have still had to be careful with what he did, but that didn't mean he couldn't at least try to have some fun–especially if the person he'd made plans with needed it; and by the tone of texts Deacon assumed that was the case.Â
He sent one last text on his way out the door, heading to the bar they'd agreed to meet at. mentioning briefly what he looked like and what he had on so Dahey didn't miss him. he wasn't sure if he'd shown up first or not, but when he got to the tavern he sat himself at the bar and ordered himself a drink while he waited for the other to show up or recognize him.Â
