Stormy Nights

The thunder clashed and banged above the Texas sky, a steady pattern repeating itself endlessly. It shouldn't have been frightening to Dave at this point, he even already knew the sequence of the strikes. One..two..three..CLASH...One..two..three..CLASH.
And yet, each time it struck the boy gave a small jump and yelp. The noises burned into his pale ears and sent immediate fear into him. It was times like these that made Dave wish he had someone who actually cared for him. Someone who could reassure him, comfort him, hug him, and all that cheesy shiz. It was true he had Bro, but he wasn't exactly that kind of dude. Was he rad and a true irony sensei? Heck yeah. And irony was pretty dope and all but.. sometimes, being cool wasn't the biggest issue. There was Lil Cal too- actually, nevermind. That demon spawn was out of the question for reassurement.
In the moment, Dave had curled himself into a big, cozy ball of card deck blankets settled in front of his desktop computer, trying to get himself to work on his newest SBAHj comic. It was supposed to be the big "Seasoned Finale" or whatever, but he just wasn't feeling it: The only reason he was working on it was to take his mind off of the weather, but it wasn't helping very much.
"Needs more memes," He muttered to himself, going to pull up a new tab with his black mouse.
CLASH.
"Fricking gosh dangit!"
Much to his frustration, it seemed Dave's mouse had slipped over to the "Close Browser" button and clicked that instead. This was definitely one of the best nights of his life! And he totally wasn't thinking that in a snarky way. Nah, not at all. At this point, it felt as bitterness began to sting the blonde more than his fear nipped away at him. Now that Dave was too irritated about closing the browser on SBAHj that he didn't feel like working on it, what was he to do?
He didn't feel like rising out of his blob of blankets, so anything on the outside of his barricade of comfort was out of the question. Nor did he feel like doing anything on the computer anymore, even if it wasn't SBAHj. Gosh, not only was there just a storm outside but now he was feeling absolutely bored out of his mind. How could Dave possibly top this fricking amazing night off? Before any more verbal irony could seep out of him, there was a buzzing sensation from his pants pocket that interrupted him. He burrowed his arm into the bundle and pulled out his phone to find that someone was pestering him. Unlocking his phone and going to the Pesterchum app, it looked like this someone had bright green text, a bubbly spirit, and was someone Dave enjoyed talking to a whole lot.
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-- gardenGnostic [GG] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] --
GG: good morning dave!!
TG: its fricking 1 am harley
TG: i couldve been as snug as a rug right now
TG: i mean maybe i was in the middle of making the sickest beat in the history of phat beats on derse
TG: or maybe i just was about to find the cure to egberts weird infatuation with shizzy movies
TG: and then bam you come and interrupt me like jeez wtheck
GG: oh yeah, i forgot about the time difference :0 ....sorry
GG: but i doubt theres anything that could stop johns love for those movies!!
TG: haha yeah youre probably right
TG: so whats up
GG: nothing much, i just felt like saying hi :)
GG: what are you doing?
TG: FHBDYFBFSHJ
GG: um
GG: what???
TG: frick sorry, just was caught off guard or whatever
GG: ?
TG: just forget about it i just screwed up
GG: daaaave
TG: okay fine jeez just get outta my sizzling grill about it
TG: there was just some thunder and it kinda freaked me out and i accidently hit the keyboard
GG: ohh, okay!
GG: are you scared of the thunder,mister cool guy? B)
GG: ((behind those shades is a raised eyebrow
TG: ((got it
TG: nah man
TG: its just some lame weather, not like one of bros creepy puppets
TG: ugh screw those puppets
GG: aw, puppets arent that bad dave! and i dont think i fully believe you :S
TG: whatever whatever, idc what you believe but im not freaked out
TG: *just one whatever
GG: okay, now i know youre scared
GG: but thats alright!
GG: storms can be pretty scary sometimes!! even though they dont scare me or some other people that doesnt mean its not okay to be afraid of them
GG: besides, i dont think you can really be brave if you dont have fears, because if you dont have any fears, whats there to be brave about?
GG: and i think youre pretty brave dave B)
TG: even though im still not scared and that was like, hecka cheesy
TG: thanks harley
TG: i think youre pretty brave too
TG: for a nerd
GG: *rolls eyes*
GG: ive gotta go and feed bec now so do you think youll be able to brave out the storm without me?
TG: screw you
GG: lol just kidding!
GG: bye dave!
-- gardenGnostic [GG] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] --
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Ignoring the thunderous noises and flashes of lightning from outside his apartment, Dave managed to crack a smile. He decided to turn off the computer and slump himself into his bed, still in the middle of the mass of blankets. As the boy stared up at the ceiling, for some reason he was still smiling. Although Jade might not had been physically there for Dave, she was close enough to it for him.