gods and monsters

i’m currently in another AU Riverdale rp if anyone wants to join that, everyone’s really nice and welcoming and it’s tons of fun :)

you don’t need to watch the show to join!!

“For your information, I was just cleaning out their storage locker. Everything else I own is mine.” Steve’s eyes narrowed at her. He would never judge anyone for their music taste, but the second someone judged him, it was game time. “Look, you don’t have to like the classics to respect them. Hall and Oates are legends. White Snake? Hell yeah.” His hands were on his hips, almost as if he were striking a pose. “What kind of music do you even listen to? I could probably recommend something more your speed.”

Daisy rolled her eyes at his defensiveness, “It was a joke, relax.” Her smirk widened into an almost-smile as she watched him continue to dig through the box. “I can respect the oldies, I think some are just a bit overplayed. Back at my house, anyway.” She shrugged a bit, looking around the store as she thought over his question. She really wasn’t picky, but she did find herself listening to the same things over and over again--she could use a change. “I like alternative rock. I’ve been really getting into The Technicolors lately. Maybe lame, but whatever. I wouldn’t mind something new, though, maestro. Hit me with your best shot.” She laughed as she gently pointed the Pat Benatar record currently exposing itself in the old box.

💢 - Something other’s do that gets on their nerves

☕ - Tea or Coffee?  How do they take theirs?

Coffee, for sure. Unless she’s sick and in dire need of something to soothe her throat or put her to sleep. Otherwise, she takes her coffee as caffeinated as possible--cold brews, extra shots, the works. She isn’t into really sweet drinks, but loves an iced hazelnut mocha every now and then. For the most part, however, she takes it black.

🎩 - Usual outfit

Daisy has a pretty monochrome wardrobe, with a few reds and blues and greens thrown into the mix. On a normal day when she’s not at work, you can find her in old skinny jeans, old t-shirts, and sandals that have definitely seen better days. If it’s an especially chilly evening, she’s usually dressed in a flannel or leather jacket. I guess you could say she never totally outgrew her grunge phase she developed in college.

🏠 - What does their living space look like?

🚔 - Have they ever broken the law?

In high school, Daisy was constantly trying to find something to do out of pure boredom. And after being uprooted from her childhood home, she had to find a way to make new friends, right? This lead to several different ‘bad’ streaks in her behavior, starting with stealing little things from clothing stores with her new friends, skipping class to smoke weed (before it was legal in Colorado, plus she was underage anyway) and other dumb things she rolls her eyes at when looking back on them now. The biggest thing was breaking into a mean teacher’s home when she was a sophomore in high school, and after almost being caught, she started to really look at who she was hanging out with and reevaluate. 

💐 - Favorite type of flower

🔎 - Random detail about them

“You’re probably right,” Matthew agreed, “but I do all the actual crafting at my store and I can’t leave my employees to run everything if none of the items are being produced, so taking a day off is hard to justify.  I did go to the emergency room to get a few stitches in my hand and they diagnosed the sinus infection from there, but they said I would be fine to wait it out instead of taking anything.  It’s just hard to find a drug that can be taken with my epilepsy meds, so I decided to just give it time and let it run its course, but it hasn’t been easy, I do feel pretty awful.”

He smiled, “I’ve never seen The Office, actually.  I hear people talk about how much they love it all the time, but I don’t have a TV, so there’s no way for me to watch it.”  He meant to answer her question right away, but had to quickly raise the handful of tissues he was carrying to his face and sneezed a few times before wincing at the pain that shot through his sinuses, “Ugh, sorry.  Anyway, just the grocery store is fine, I’ll be able to get anything I need there and it shouldn’t take too long, I really just want to get this done and get home so I can rest and hopefully feel well enough to go back into the store in the morning.”

Daisy kept her eyes on the road as she listened to him, but the same smirk sat on her lips and the same eyebrow remained cocked at his ramblings. She found it funny how easily he seemed to just share everything--she didn’t know him well, but she figured that wasn’t going to be something that lasted too long. “Okay, okay, okay. You’ve convinced me you don’t take sick days.” She laughed slightly, “But just think, the quicker you get better, the quicker you get back to work. The longer you neglect the rest, the more fucked you are later. Remember that next time you’re sneezing all over someone’s car.” She pulled up to a stop light before smiling over at him--it was a tired smile, but it was a warm one that let him know she was only joking with him. Daisy wasn’t a ‘germophobe’ by any means. “What did you do to your hand?”

“I think this is where I’m supposed to berate you for never seeing it, but I hate people like that. If you’re ever bored, text me for my Netflix info, get yourself on a laptop with good WiFi and then experience the idiocy that is The Office. There isn’t any reason it’s funny, it just is. And pretty soon you’re sucked in and you’ve finished the series faster than it was thought of.” Daisy bit back a laugh at his sneezing. She felt bad for him, but it was kind of funny how it literally interrupted his sentences. “Sounds good to me. I don’t mind going anywhere else. I have nothing on my agenda.” The brunette pulled into the parking lot of the closest grocery store and debated whether or not to venture inside with him, but eventually decided she also needed a few things for her apartment. After unbuckling her seat belt, she turned to him a coy smile, “If you need me to push the cart, I understand.” She laughed at her own joke before exiting the vehicle and walking into the store.

It was strange for Matthew to have nothing to do, he was the type of person who filled every second of his day and never took any time off unless he absolutely had to, and he hated that not only did have to spend the day taking it easy, but that he had to interrupt someone else’s day as well.  He was very glad when Daisy answered and was willing to help, “You are amazing, thank you so much. And, honestly, that’s fair, if I get you sick, you can whine to me as much as you want, but it’s just a sinus infection, I’m not sure if that’s contagious or not, regardless you should be fine.”  He’d been raised with a large number of siblings and if one of them got sick, they all got sick, so they’d been taught very early on to keep their germs to themselves, and he liked to think he was good at it.

He made sure he was ready when she arrived, not wanting to keep her waiting when she was doing him a favor, and when she pulled up, the first thing he did was thank her again, “I really appreciate this, I’ve been trying to work through this for days, but when you’re sneezing so much you almost cut one of your fingers off with a saw, that’s a sign you need to take a day or two off.  I hope I’m not disrupting your Sunday too much.”

Daisy was pretty sluggish dragging herself to her car, but she knew she needed to do something with her day. Even if that something was her simply giving someone a ride to the grocery store. She didn’t have to do it, but she knew she’d get the itch to leave her apartment later that day, and it might as well have been sooner rather than later. Plus, Matthew was a nice enough guy, there was no reason for her to make something up as to why she couldn’t help him out. Besides, how long could this possibly take? “Well, you know me, being the tiny weakling that I am, I could probably--somehow--still catch it.” She smirked at her own comment--one so obviously laced with sarcasm. Daisy would never, ever refer to herself as ‘weak’, unless for a joke of course. “I’ll be there soon, sicky.” 

It didn’t take long for the brunette to arrive at her acquaintance’s home, and she was pleased to see she didn’t even have to get out of her car to get him to come out. Daisy shrugged at his comment, driving off as soon as he was in the car. “That’s probably why you’re not better already. Have you gone to a doctor? I’m pretty sure you need antibiotics or something for sinus infections.” She laughed slightly, “You only interrupted me starting The Office for the sixth time, so I might just have to thank you.” She glanced at him, “Or yell at you. It’s a good show.” She was, once again, obviously kidding. “Where are we going, chief? Just the grocery store, no where else?”