An escalated night

Introduction

Danny POV: I was at Dylan's house with him and Charlie and we were just sitting down, drinking-well they were-, and watching some tv. I was bored so I got a cig and headed out for a smoke. "I'm good to go take a smoke. Anyone wanna come?" I said walking out. Dylan stood up and said sure and we walked out. It was pretty quiet and I didn't know what to say. "So what's up I guess..?" I said trying to start a conversation. I really didn't know what to say so I said that. "N-nothing much." He said kind of nervous. Why was he nervous? We hang out all the time with the band. Well we never hang out alone I guess. Dylan inhaled some smoke and blew it out on my face laughing then backed away so I wouldn't get him. I inhaled some and ran to him and blew right in his face. "Gotcha you little fucker!" I said as the rest of the smoke left my mouth. Charlie came out and told us he was leaving and she said alright. We sat in silence for a few minutes in silence and then I broke the silence "We have to start planning for tour soon. It's in a few months." I told him. "Yeah I know... And our manager isn't doing as much as he usually is this time. I'm going to go get a beer. Want anything?" He replied to me. "Nah I'm good." I said. I did want a drink but I didn't want to bother him. He went inside and quickly came back. "That was fast. Must keep your beer pretty handy." Why did I say that? "Yeah I guess." He said confused. Again, silence. "I think Theresa is mad at me..." I have bad conversational skills. "Why? What's wrong? Is everything okay?" He said worried "I don't know. I told her I was leaving to come over here and she asked if I could give Scarlett a bath and I asked if she could because I was leaving and she got all mad for some reason. Then she said I never do anything for this family and we got in a huge fight." I said sighing every few words. "Oh I'm sorry. But DO you help around the house?" He said. Why was he defending her? He probably wasn't I was just overthinking. "Yeah I help her out a lot. I make dinner a lot, I take her to school when I'm not on tour, and I play with her when she wants me to." And I do. "Well then this fight is her fault. Don't bring yourself down." He said trying to make me feel better. "I should check my phone to see if she is okay.." I said almost getting up. Dylan touched my shoulder and said "NO!" "I mean... Stay here... She probably needs some time to cool down." Well that was weird. "Okay. I guess you're right" I said. Maybe I should get drunk... But I have to drive home.. I'll call a cab... "Hey I guess I'll have a drink." I said. "Okay" Dylan said smiling and got up. He seems like a tough thug but he is really a sweet guy.