Basically a bunch of dialogue prompts from Dani mashed together.
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Dan POV:
"Dan!" Kyle calls from the kitchen.
"Yeah?" I reply, hoping he's not about to ask something bizarre or irrelevant to anything that's ever existed.
"I'm bored." He groans, waltzing into our bedroom.
"That's not my problem." I reply, scrolling through Twitter.
"I wanna do something with you!" Kyle says, poking my shoulder.
I sigh, putting down my phone. "Something new or something old?" I ask, hoping it'll narrow down options.
"New I guess." Kyle exclaims, sitting down next to me on the side of our bed.
"You know those 'no standing' signs by Packerman's?" I ask, hoping my idea is just stupid enough to satisfy Kyle.
"Yeah, why?" Kyle asks, not understanding why I asked.
"Care to break some rules?" I ask, laughing to myself.
"Such as..?" Kyle replies, looking at me judgmentally.
"The dumb ones." I explain. "Have you see the video of the guy with the- um..." I start to stutter and gesture, hoping Kyle understands.
"OH YEAH..." Kyle shouts. "You sent those to me."
"Care to possible recreate a few?" I ask.
"We shall."
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As we approach Packerman's, we look around lampposts for No Standing signs, which are meant for veichles. Dan spots a red one near a fire exit. I take out my phone to photograph Dan pointing up at the sign casually. While standing, of course.
"Rebel." I remark as I show Dan the picture.
Dan takes nearly ten seconds to un-gracefully get his sunglasses out and slide them on, hitting his eye in the process. He cringes so hard he gets goosebumps.
"Wait oh my god oh my god oh my motherfucking god!" Dan shrieks, pointing to a woman across the street.
"What what what?" I ask, hoping she isn't a serial killer.
"She looks exactly like Camilla Rhodes from Muhulland Drive!" Dan says, fangirling and running in circles.
"Dan, come'ere." I say, motioning him closer.
"Why?" He says, approaching me.
There's a difference between a slap and a wap.
A slap is painful and done with hatred.
A wap is just to knock some sense into you and done with care.
And wapping is one of my favorite things to do to Dan when he aggressively fangirls over somebody who is clearly not the actress from a David Lynch film.
"Kyyyle!" Dan groans, looking deeply offended.
"Daaaaan." I reply, mimicking his tone.
"Fuck you and the horse you rode in on." He says, scrunching his nose.
