we're goin down, down. (dani)

[SAMMII KNOWELL]

When he had woken up this morning, he'd been awake. And not in the obvious way. I mean, of course he was awake. But this time it was more like the "let's-go-out-and-do-something-no-matter-how-early-it-is" type of awake. Now, Sammii normally was a morning person. Unless he'd been up really late the night before. But he'd fallen asleep relatively early last night, because it was a friday night—he'd been tired.

But today was Saturday. And that meant a whole entire day to hang out with Dani. He had missed her so much—he really couldn't even begin to say how ecstatic it was they had made up after fighting forever (well, it had felt like forever, at least). Now that they were friends again, though, he wasn't going to miss a chance to be with her. Even if he had to cut away some time from Ezra. It might sound mean towards the other boy, but it was worth it to have time with Dani. Ezra and him were able to be together any other time anyway.

Quickly, he blinked, looking around and searching for his clock. Seven forty-five, in the morning. He was sure Dani wouldn't be awake. But that was fine. It wasn't as if they hadn't woken each other up a thousand times before. Sammii stood up and slid out of the clothes he was wearing. Which were actually the jeans and t-shirt he had been wearing yesterday—he must've passed out in his bed again last night. Searching through his drawers of clothing, he pulled out the fresh clothes he had decided he would wear today, pulling them on in place of the other clothes. He slid on a pair of socks, then his Converse, before heading towards his mirror so that he could fix his hair (one of his obsessions).

When all of his morning rituals were done, Sammii exited his dorm room, pulling the door shut behind him and heading towards the girls dorms. By this time it was probably around eight-thirty in the morning. He figured that Dani probably wouldn't be up, still. In fact, he was almost positive she wouldn't be. It wasn't just the fact that he knew her that well—Dani may as well just say she was his twin sister, they were so close. But of all the teenagers he knew none, if any, were awake at eight-thirty in the morning. Except for him. And any of the other unfortunate people he decided to wake up with him.

The black-haired boy lifted his arm, knocking on the dorm door. He wasn't sure if any of the other girls would be there—or what they'd be doing. So...he figured it would be safest to just knock.

[DANI JAMES]

Between Dani and Sammii, they had so many things in common. Both were children at heart. Both were crazy about Disney movies. Both were crazy about music. However, something that they did not share was the desire to wake up early. In no way, shape or for had Dani ever wanted or would want to wake up early. She couldn’t help it, she was a night owl. There was no such thing as waking up early just because she wanted to

These days she was sleeping pretty well. She’s spent so long having nightmares and worrying because she hadn’t been talking to Sammii and it had drove her crazy. It was almost silly, really. Somewhere along their relationship, Dani had fallen in love with Sammii. Her best friend. Practically her brother. And almost just as quickly, Ezra hart had shown up, stolen Sammii’s heart, and basically swept him off his feet and shoved Dani aside and well, the whole ordeal had pretty much broken Danni’s heart. One thing lead to another, she ended up being forgotten in Ezra’s trail and at the very end, she’d told Sammii how she felt and decided she couldn’t be friends with him because it hurt too much. And to her surprise, not speaking to him, her so much worse.

I mean, really? How was she supposed to get along with her best friend. She didn’t have anyone to wake up at two in the morning when she was lonely. She had no one to watch movies with and ice cream. It wasn’t the same anymore and she just couldn’t bear it, she went back to Sammii and apologized.

And now they were here. And life as she knew it was pretty damn good. She even got along with Ezra nowadays and even crazier, Adrien Killingston, the guy that basically hated her since the day she’d shown up was now dating her. And you know what? She was crazy about him.

So on this particular day when Dani was lying under comforter, dreaming good things and such, the knock on the door made her squeeze her eyes and groan. They fluttered open for a second, enough to see what time it was and she pouted. “Go away, I’m sleepy.” she mumbled and turned on her side. She wasn’t getting up without a fight. And knowing Sammii, he wasn’t giving up without one either.

[SAMMII KNOWELL]

'Go away, I'm sleepy.'

Sammii smiled, holding back the laugh that threatened to leave his mouth. He figured that Dani wouldn't let him in. Yet. He knew that if he bugged her enough, the redhead would wake up and go out with him wherever he wanted to go. Or wherever she wanted to go. But that would probably be where he wanted to go anyway. Dani and him usually seemed to have some sort of mind connection. He could almost always tell what she was thinking or feeling, and Dani could almost always tell what he was thinking or feeling. They could just...read each other like that.

"But Daniiiiii," he replied, in what he was hoping was a convincing enough whine to get her out of bed. Sammii knocked again, just to give her another chance. But he was sure she still wouldn't get up.

The girl was pretty stubborn. So was Sammii, though. He wasn't going to give up easily—he wanted to go out with Dani. And he was going to go out with Dani. When the redhead didn't open the door after the second knock, though, he decided he would try the doorknob. Luckily, it wasn't locked, and so he turned it and entered. Smiling still, Sammii headed over to the girl's bed and sat on top of her. "You know you want to go out somewhere, Dani," he said, looking down at her as he did so. He was going to be even more persistent than Dani was going to be. It would probably be a bit difficult, knowing her. But he was willing to put up a fight to get her out with him.

[DANI JAMES]

Blast. She heard his faint whine across the room and through the door. Whyyyy? Why? why? WHY? She was having such a great dream. And why did he have to be so whiney and adorable? Damnit. The fiery red head pouted in her half awake state and pulled her cotton stuffed pillow over her head. Why did he have to wake up so early? If he would just be normal like everyone else…blah. She wasn’t even all the awake and already she knew this wasn’t going to end with a simple groan and no. Oh, nooo. This was Sammii. This was her other half, her twin. Let me put it this way: If it was the other way around do you think Dani would give up and leave? Hell no. Because its Dani. And she’s persistent. And so was Sammii in a completely different yet just as effective way and not only that, but Dani could pretty much feel/know what was going on that boy’s head and the only way he was going to turn back around and go to be was if someone paid him in cookies and Disney movies. Neither of which Dani had at the current moment, which made her groan once again. So. Not. Fair.

Still, Dani was stubborn as hell and she wasn’t getting up. No way. Deep beneath the pillow and blanket, she heard the faint turn of a doorknob followed by an annoyingly long squeak. NO! Sammii was there before she could even hide herself under the blankets and he jumped right no making a small “oof!” come out of her. “Nuhhh!” She whined and tried to push him off. “Its too early. No one in their right mind is awake at this time.” She didn’t want to but this was Sammii. And sooner or later he was either going to drag her out or stay put until she got up and both were bad. She pondered giving in for a moment then pulled the blankets higher and pouted. “No.”

[SAMMII KNOWELL]

A pout took over Sammii's face as he realized that simply talking and sitting on her wasn't working. She was going to make this harder on herself, wasn't she? Oh well! Sucked for her. Because the black-haired boy wasn't going to give up until Dani was dressed for a day out and walking with him. Even though he had no idea where they were going to go yet. Spontaneity was fun, though. They'd probably walk around the grounds, or maybe the city. It wasn't too far away from the castle, after all. And there were a lot of nice shops to buy usless crap and junk food from.

"Dani Jaaaames," he insisted, sending the pout her way. He was quite aware that not many people could resist his pouting. He wasn't exactly sure how people found him so cute. But why not use it to his advantage, right? Especially if it got Ezra to do something for him -- or his best friend to hang out with him.

Although he really shouldn't have to resort to pouting to get his best friend to hang out with him. But he also knew that the only reason she wasn't getting up was because he had decided to make her hang out with him at eight-thirty in the morning. "Please?" he asked, leaning over.

He saw that she had pulled the blankets up higher, over her head. And she was probably pouting, too. The werewolf smiled for a moment and leaned even closer, bringing his face almost to where the redhead's should be under the puff of blankets. "Dani-saurus! Get uppp!" he exclaimed, not too loudly. He was sure that if he decided to yell in her ear that she definitely wouldn't want to go out with him. Sammii sneakily grabbed onto the edge of the top of the blanket and pulled it down again so he could see the girl's face. His face was basically right in hers now, and he blinked, laughing. He hadn't actually thought about how close he had moved to her before.

[DANI JAMES]

Why wouldn’t he just give up? Dani whined like a four year old and squeezed her eyes shut. Didn’t he see the sun barely peeked over the hills today when he got up? Of all the things he knew about her, it seemed he just didn’t understand that waking up early was not on her list of things to do; ever. Nothing fun happened before ten o clock anyway. Maybe if she got really stil and quiet he’d think she was all the way asleep again and go back to his room for a few hours. Or maybe he’d fall asleep. She was willing to share her bed as long as he was quiet. But no such luck.

"Dani-saurus! Get uppp!" He called her a little louder and she was going to reach and pull the blankets even tighter but he beat her to it, and of course, the small wisp of her let her know she was no longer hidden beneath her comforter. In fact, she was trying very hard not to open her eyes because she could feel the heat of his face radiating towards her. In the end she lost and cracked open an eye to find herself indeed, face to face with her best friend.

“Ugh,” she pouted more. “I hate you.” She of course, did not mean it and he knew it but there was nothing more she could do to get out of this. She pushed him off playfully and rolled her eyes. “Careful, Adrien might get jealous,” she joked before glaring again. “I’m getting up,” she announced and slowly forced herself to get out of the bed. “But since you woke me up super early because you’re mean, I’m going to be grumpy for the next hour.” She would be grumpy. But it probably wouldn’t last more than fifteen minutes. Once she was fully awake, she’d be loud and hyper again. Then chaos could ensue just as planned. “Help me find some clothes?” The words came out in a muffle through her yawn and she stretched lazily. He probably didn’t even know where he wanted to go yet, but Dani was sure they’d find something. Things never got dull around Winterthorne.

[SAMMII KNOWELL]

"No you don't!" he answered back, voice confident and a bit sing-songy. If there was one thing he was certain of, it was that Dani James did not hate him. ...Well, maybe when they'd been going over that roughpatch of their friendship -- but that was something he didn't really want to know. They'd gotten through it and came out as close as before. And that was all that mattered to him. He was pretty sure that was all that mattered to the redhead he was sitting on, too.

Then he felt the girl pushing him off of her and complied to the hands on his chest, rolling over and laying next to her instead, giggling more. "Nah. I don't think he'd be jealous of me," he answered, sticking his tongue out. They loved Dani in different ways. Sammii loved her, as stated before, like a sister -- or mother. And Adrien loved her as...well, as a love. The half-demon loved Dani like Sammii loved Ezra. That was the best way he could think to explain it, at least. Though he had no idea if they were actually that serious as him and Ezra were. He just knew that they loved each other -- and were amazingly cute with each other. It made him so happy to see Dani with Adrien, because she was finally happy with someone. Since he'd found out that the girl loved him, he realized that he must have been holding her back from finding anyone else. It had made him guilty. But now she had Adrien, and it was like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

'I’m going to be grumpy for the next hour.'

The werewolf heard the statement and laughed again, "As if." He couldn't imagine Dani being grumpy for more than twenty mintues, if that. There was no way the redhead could stay angry for an hour. Especially not when they were together.

"Okay!" Sammii sat up and jumped from the bed as the human asked him to help her pick out an outfit. Finally, something fun to do! The small boy practically bounced over to Dani's clothes closet and began to search for something cool. Hmm.

[DANI JAMES]

“Yes. I do.” Dani pouted as her best friend ignored her attempt to be mean. “I hate your guts, you….dumb boy.” Mehh. It was early. She couldn’t insult well at this time of the day. She did not obviously, she was allowed to be grumpy when he woke her up this early and he seemed to realize that. Yeah, they’d had that little rough spot in their friendship but it was over now and it was back to the being like brother and sister, fighting, arguing, sharing ice cream and occasionally wrestling kind of thing. That was they way Dani liked it.

“He totally would be,” She said through a chuckle. He’s jealous of anyone who spends more time with me than him. She was joking of course. Adrien loved to spend time with her and often joked like that but the boy never had anything against any of her friends as far as she knew. She had been surprised at first, that Adrien got along with Sammii because he was such a….free spirited kind of person. Sammii was a kid at heart and was nothing like Adrien. Sometimes Adrien was too…serious…too…tough for his own good. Not to say it was a bad thing or whatever, she quite liked Adrien the way he was, just sometimes she wanted him to have fun and not worry about always seeming like he had himself in check. Sometimes it was a good thing to just let loose and revert back to being a little kid.

Ha. Okay, so Sammii knew her like the back of his hand. He was right. She’d never stayed that mad, that long. Not with him anyway. (Minus their one fight.) It was physically impossible. Why waste so much energy on being mad when there was so much more to do. Who wanted to walk around being pissed off anyway? It just gave people you’d never met the wrong impression and people you did know, it just brought them down. No good.

The fact that her best guy friend was all to eager to pick out her clothes still made her laugh. Dani was into shopping and all, but Sammii topped her. It was cool though. No one had style like Sammii. He always knew what to wear, what to make match. And most of the time he made Dani look good too. “Do your stuff, Maestro.” She grinned.

[SAMMII KNOWELL]

this is the outfit i picked out x:
if you don't like it feel free to have it changed lmao.
O U T F I T .

He couldn't help but laugh at her attempt at an insult towards him. That had to be the worst insult he'd ever heard — well, besides from his own. But...come on, he was Sammii. He didn't really have the skill to be insulting like that. He was more like a 'i'll-pout-and-make-you-feel-really-guilty' type of guy. Which pretty much everyone probably knew. Not that it stopped it from working on most of the people at Winterthorne. Sometimes it would work; sometimes, on certain people, he couldn't get it to work. Oh well! "Cheer up, Dani-kins!" he said, looking back towards the redhead girl. "And Adrien so would never get jealous of me," he insisted with a certain smile. "There's no reason to." The black-haired werewolf stuck his tongue out childishly at the human girl — acting like a five-year-old. It wasn't as if he had to worry about looking five years old, though. Dani and him were children at heart; they acted that way all of the time.

Ruffling up his hair, he turned back to the clothes-closet, searching through the clothing she had there already. Hmm, what should she wear today? he thought. The small boy absolutely loved how Dani let him pick out what she should wear. Personally, he wouldn't have thought he had that amazing a sense in fashion that even his best friend would let him pick out her clothing. But, apparently it must have been. Because he really couldn't imagine Dani letting him pick her clothes out if he had a bad fashion sense.

"You should wear these!" he finally said, pulling out a white tang top, a black vest, and a pair of skinny jeans. "And...ah..." He looked down towards the area where she kept (some) of her shoes. No doubt there were other laying around — under her bed or something. Quickly, he find a pair that he thought would look cool with the rest of the clothing he had picked. "These shoes are cool! Oh! And this belt too," he said, smiling wide as he grabbed the shoes and then a zebra-striped belt. "I think that'll be good. Do you like it?" he asked. The werewolf always liked to make sure before he actually handed it over to Dani. Instead, he held the clothing up in front of him, almost as if he was checking to see if it would look good on him as opposed to her.

[DANI JAMES]

“Uhg, you sick little werewolf.” Dani grinned. “You won’t even let me insult you without laughing.” That’s how great it was to be friends with him. He had this smile. This grin. This laughter. He had this personality that it impossible to dislike him or hurt him in anyway. It was like trying to be mean to a little kid and that little kid being your little brother. “I were a boy, I’d punch you,” she told him sticking her tongue back out in his direction. HA. As if that would ever stop her. She had lost count of all the times she and Sammmii had ever broken out in play wrestling. Once they had been playing fighting outside and like seven people ran to pull them off each other because they thought it had been real. These people were there telling them to stop, looking horrified and frightened and here were Sammmii and she looking at them confused as hell. The thought made her laugh and she socked his lightly in the arm. “That was for waking me up.”

Who else in school had as great a fashion sense as she? Only Sammii! Dani crawled to the edge of the bed and purposely watched her best friend making his way to her closet, quiet enough not to wake her roommates. If anyone had to worry about being loud it was her. Dani James = Volume at 32. “Its kind of cool out, but I don’t wanna wear shorts,” she told him and let him do the rest on his own. “I’m trusting you.” She feigned a serious look. “This is my life here. My future depends on what you pick out so don’t shatter my destiny.” Not really. She knew anything picked out by Sammii was going to look fucking awesome.

“Ooh, yeah!” Dani jumped off the bed and followed her sentence with more ‘oohs and ahhs.’ That’s perfect! And hey! Where did you find these?! I’ve been looking for these jeans everywhere!” Trust Dani to loose her clothes in her own closet. She kissed the jeans and swung them over her shoulder but he grabbed them back and held them up to examine his (her) outfit. “Sammii! Why the hell aren’t you designing clothes or something?” She ruffled the boys hair even more than it already was--now he looked like he’d just awoke-- and turned around to change into her clothes. She really didn’t care if he was in the room. One, he was her best friend. Two, he was with Ezra. And three, she just didn’t care. She pulled the pants away from him and shed her shorts before throwing them on. “The only good thing about you ever waking me up are the outfits that follow.” Dani threw the rest of the clothes and smiled. Of course the outfit looked great, Sammii had picked it out.

She didn’t even have to do much to her hair. She was going to make it stick up this way anyway. Dani fluffed it up a little bit and reached for a come to tease some parts and comb out others. “Hokay,” She told him, chucking the brush on her bed. “Lemme brush my teeth and deo myself and all that jazz."

[SAMMII KNOWELL]

"Being a girl has never stopped you in the past," he answered right back, still grinning. They'd spent countless times 'beating' each other up — play-wrestling in the court yard (which often led to them getting in trouble), messing around on the couch if they were watching a movie (fights over candy could get intense, ya know?) — stuff like that. It was never, ever serious. Their 'fights' were just for fun. It wasn't like Cathy hitting him; he knew that Dani and him were just playing around. The redhead would never seriously hurt him. Then he felt a light punch to his arm and smiled wider, giggling himself. "Ow," he replied sarcastically, "That hurt so badly — I'm terribly sorry, Dani." But really, he wasn't that sorry. And he knew that, really Dani didn't really care that he had woken her up. At least, if she still did, she wouldn't in a couple of minutes. The more awake she became, the less she would be annoyed about having been woken up — he knew that from experience.

He couldn't help but laugh, yet again, as he heard Dani's dramatic speech about how important it was that he pick out a really awesome outfit. How her life depended on it and how he shouldn't shatter her destiny. "I'll try," he replied, a serious look flitting across his face until he couldn't keep it there any longer (which honestly couldn't have been longer than a second or two), and he broke into another giggle. They both knew that she didn't really have to worry about anything. After all, they both had just about the same exact sense of fashion. It always turned out well — and they were always borrowing clothes from each other; hoodies and and such. Because they also happened to be just about the same size. It definitely made shopping for Dani on her birthday easier, at least.

'Sammii! Why the hell aren’t you designing clothes or something?'

"Naw, I don't think I could design them," he replied, the shyness overcoming him that always followed behind a compliment such as that. He wasn't that big a fan of gaining praise and being complimented. Then he felt a pair of slim fingers tangle in his hair and ruffle it up, making him frown slightly (though he truly wasn't that upset about it). "Eep! You're gonna mess up my hair," he exclaimed, his own hands rising up once the girl's had left them and trying to fix it. His hair was just one of his weird habits — a quirk, he supposed — but he didn't like people messing it up once he had got it styled how he wanted it; not to mention he was constantly running his fingers through it to 'fix it.' Just another weird thing about him.

The black-haired boy watched as Dani changed (and no, not like that, perverts), handing her the clothes as she reached out to grab them from him. He'd seen the redhead changing plenty of times (and probably vice versa) that it didn't really matter anymore. They were best friends, so what was the big deal? Just, simply, best friends. Besides, Sammii had Ezra (and wasn't planning on changing that, ever) and Dani had Adrien now. A light blush crossed his cheeks as Dani's voice interrupted his thoughts, another compliment about his outfit-making skills reaching his ears. "Thanks, hun," he replied, almost shyly. Even if it was Dani, he still got embarrassed if too many compliments came his way.

As the girl finished up doing her hair, speaking again, Sam nodded. "I'll be right here when you finish," he answered, smiling again and taking a seat on the girl's bed to wait.

In the meantime, he thought about where they could go.

Maybe the Underground. It was off-limits, though. But that didn't really stop kids from going in there either way (which brought up the question: was the staff really stupid enough to think it would?). Still...Sammii wasn't really a kid to deliberately break a big rule like that. But he was interested in what it was like.

He'd ask Dani's opinion on the matter when she was finished getting ready.[/blockquote][/blockquote]

[DANI JAMES]

“You’re so right,” DanI grinned at the boy and punched him just a little harder. “Don’t get too cocky, Knowell, I can still whip you.” Then again, DanI could probably whip most guys she knew. It was just who she was; a fighter on the inside, always pacing and ready to defend herself.. Obviously, she would never hurt her best friend on purpose. “Good. You should be.” she pouted. “Cause you just had to wake up early and you just had to come get me and you just haaaaadto bring me candy.” It was already becoming more difficult for her to be annoyed. Each second that passed made her grow a little more calm.

DanI was so weird when it came to clothes. She loved to dress up but she hardly ever did because of the most, she was too busy running around causing mayhem or getting dirty. She was like a six year old in a teenager’s body. But when she did decided to look nice--well-- let’s just say DanI cleaned up pretty well. There wasn’t much of a concern about looking amazing, especially for other people, but DanI had style. And she knew that Sammii did too. Hell, most of the time she was wearing his clothes anyway. (mainly those *awesome* jeans and band tees.) This also came in handy when she forgot to wash clothes or was too lazy to do. And it made birthday shopping easier as well. Sammii was both her twin and her best friend.

“Pfft! You so could!” She excitedly took the clothes from it. He had a great sense of fashion and he always knew just what to put with what. If anyone could be a professional designer or clothes-put-together-er it was him. She giggled quietly then rolled her eyes. As if he would ever truly care about her messing up his hair. “It already looks like you rolled out of bed and forgot to brush it.” she was just joking, of course. Along with fashion, he hair styling skills were killer, too. She knew he didn’t like it when other people touched his hair but she was DanI! She was the exception to all of his little quirks.

“Sammmm,” DanI called through the open doorway, loud enough for him to hear her but quiet enough not to wake her roommates. She stuck her head out of the door. “Will you throw me that can of hairspray?” She was holding up some locks of hair in one hair and waving a small comb in the other.

“Okay!” DanI hopped out of the small bathroom and grabbed the nearest hoodie (which happened to be Sammii’s) and tugged him up. “Where are we going?”

[SAMMII KNOWELL]

He heard his name being called from the small bathroom and glanced over towards it, a questioning look on his face that turned to a smile as he heard his friend's request. "Of course, darlin',"" he replied. The small boy hopped up from the bed again, grabbing the said can of hairspray. He took a couple of steps closer to Dani before tossing it — he didn't want to completely miss throwing it towards her due to his complete lack of any athletic skills. Which was, in fact, entirely possible. He was sure it was. After he had tossed it and made sure Dani had got it, he sat back down on the bed to wait for her to finish up.

'Okay!'

Sammii hopped up as Dani was getting out of the bathroom, smiling wide again. He brushed a few fingers through his black hair and waited for her to grab a hoodie. Then he started to head out. "The Underground," he said, a bit quieter than he usually would speak around Dani. He didn't want there to be like, a teacher walking by just as he said it and overhear them. Because then they would get in trouble — and he really didn't want to get in trouble at school. So far he had managed to go without getting into trouble with the faculty for the years he had been here. He planned to keep it that way until he graduated. He walked a little closer to Dani, smiling over at her. "It seems interesting — and exciting, right? Is that okay with you?" he added on. If Dani didn't want to go to the Underground, he didn't really care. There were plenty of other places they could go to have fun.

Hell, they could've stayed in her dorm and found a way to have fun. That's just the way they were. No matter what sort of place they were at, they could make it into something entertaining.

[ ooc; ahhshort. </3 sorry looove. ]

[DANI JAMES]

“Thanks babe,” Dani caught the can with ease and grinned. Unlike her best friend, her athletic skills were a little better. It was true, opposites attracted because Dani was about as opposite as she could get from Sammii. Where he lacked in athletic skills, she made up for it and where she lacked in the art of letting go, he did. Sammii was shy and slow to anger. Dani was like a short fuse and never ever quiet at all. It was good for her to have Sammii as a best friend. He balanced her out and kept her from getting into too much trouble. Can’t say he kept her from getting into ANY trouble because when it came down to it, Dani was usually either dragging Sammii into trouble, persuading him to join her, or doing it without telling him until the last second. He never seemed to mind, so that was good. Spray. Spray. Fluff. Fluff. Dani smiled into the mirror and did once over at her amazing outfit before shutting off the light. Didn’t want to wake up her roommates with all the light.

“Stop that,” She fiened a glare at her best friend and slapped his hand away from her hair. She had just made it look good and messy. She ruffled it up again. “There,” She stood back and admired the spikes up black hair sticking up wildly. “like a work of art.” She hopped a few feet and grabbed the jacket that incidentally was Sammii’s off the bed post and wrapped it around her arm in case it wasn’t cold. Chance were, it would be since Sammii had came in with a hoodie. It was a good thing Sammii was so quiet. Even if he hardly was shy around Dani. It was a bad thing that Dani wasn’t. “The underground?” She repeatedly loudly; excitement filling up her eyes. Whoops. Had she semi yelled that at loud? She nodded reverently and grabbed him by the arm. “Most definitely! I’ve been wanting to go forever! Did you bring a flashlight or we need mine?” Sometimes she didn’t even realize how loud she was. The girl rummaged through her draw in search a good flashlight, her hands pushing things aside and bouncing to go already.

Edit: Don’t hate me for the short/lateness! D’: