•over time• {Dallas Winston}

"Im sorry."

December 15th, 1983
6:37 pm
(Bucks bar/Dallys "house")

Me and Dally have been hanging out a lot more since that night. He's actually a lot more considerate when he's just by himself and has nothing to do, except hang out with me. I don't know if it's on purpose or if he's just trying to impress me. I don't really care though, I enjoy his company.

"Want anything to drink?" Buck asks once I step into the bar. I was overwhelmed by the strong scent of beer and smoke, but got used to it. There's always been a red-ish hue in the bar, which made everything look different.

"No thanks, I'm just here for dally."

"Should've known." Buck smiles and puts the glass he was cleaning back on the shelf. I got a couple of stares from the tables and booths, but I brushed it off. I headed up the stairs to his room and knocked on his door. After a moment he answered and was shirtless. I immediately turned my head away, my face probably as red as a ripe tomato.

"Sorry.." I say sheepishly.

"You're all right.." he laughs and opens his door for me to come in, which I do. I sit on his bed while he puts a shirt on.

"So..do you have them?"

"Yeah."

"Great." He smiles as I set the two packs of cigarettes next to me on his bed. I had lost a bet two days ago to him, so I had to buy him cigarettes.

"You don't deserve these..but whatever."

"Oh yeah? And you do? I won the bet, don't be a sore loser." He grins and sits down next to me, picking up the cigarette and putting them on a small table next to the bed.

"Shut up.." I mumble before laying back on his bed.

"Well someone's gotten comfortable around me."

I stare at the ceiling and he lights a cigarette.

"The bar should start filling up soon, wanna go to the Curtis house?"

I guess he had forgotten that he had not introduced me to the rest of his gang.

"Huh? You mean horselady's house?"

"Yeah..horselady." He laughs softly.

"I guess I could meet new people."

"For once."

"Shut up dally."

"Just sayin'..!"

I get up from his bed and put on his leather jacket, just to piss him off.

"Nuh-uh, you ain't wearing that."

"It's cold out, I didn't bring a jacket..!"

"Ugh..you idiot. Just this once." I smile.

"You're so sweet." He glares at me as he puts his cigarette out.

We eventually make our way there, after many playful arguments and punches.

Dally winds up walking into the Curtis house with a bloody nose, matter a fact he didn't even knock. Manners?

"Hey dal'"

Two-bit was the first one who saw me,
Since he was sitting on the floor watching Mickey.