#trcvis

where: their apartment

"Okay," Dallas says with all the trepidation of someone hurtling head first into the unknown, despite sitting himself down on their couch being something he's done a thousand times since they had become roommates. His birthday was a strange stretch of time for him, made only stranger by Travis texting him that he had a surprise for him.

where: outside the haunted house

"How haunted could it be?" Dallas says aloud to Travis who was stood next to him, moderately re-thinking their Saturday night endeavour because he landed somewhere between utter skepticism and an unwillingness to tempt fate just in case.

The bloodcurdling scream that came from inside made him think the actors inside were a little too committed to the bit, stoking his curiosity somewhat.

where: trallas hq (their ocean crest apartment)

Dallas took a step back and looked around the living area, trying to see if anything dangerous or potentially dangerous jumped out at him. He had moved the hard spirits to the top shelf in the kitchen cabinet, anything sharp was also out of reach and he had taken it upon himself to fix the window restrictor that he had been saying he would take a look at for two weeks. It seemed like he had covered all bases, but he wasn't sure.

When his roommate emerged, he seized the opportunity.

"Yo, Trav man. Your mind sometimes reminds me of a five year olds, so I need you to engage that brain and look around here and tell me if you see anything laying around that you could injure yourself with."

where: coral cottage b&b

Given how little of his possessions he was still in possession of, the missile he made of a pair of balled up socks was a necessary sacrifice to his cause as he launched it squarely at the back of Travis' square shaped head where it craned outside the door to their -- just Travis', technically -- room.

"Can you stop checking that door."

They needed to appear as less sus as possible and his roommates anxious checking of the hallway was only making it seem like the opposite. The fire at Ocean Crest had caused a spillover of temporarily homeless residents, the two of them included. Despite how much it sucked to find himself in such an unsure situation, he was still grateful that Travis had been unharmed in the chaos.

He was the only thing in their shared space Dallas truly valued.

With one leg stretched out on the bed and the other half dangling from it, he piped up with what he hoped was a distraction.

Location: Four Leaf Pub

"You look like a sane person. Please tell me you're a sane person," she said as she tried to keep her face happy. A dude did not get the hint that she was not interested. Fibbing that she had a boyfriend, she found this vacant seat across this brunette.