i'll try to save you//dan smith

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joy's pov

i open my eyes to find myself facing a "lost highway" poster, this isn't my room. i turn over to see a small white desk, covered in books and papers. the sheer curtains are drawn causing me to only hear the rain. as i look around some more, i spot a small license plate with "dan" engraved in blue letters.

dan's room, okay. wait...did we bang last night?

my attention is then given to the doorway, his tall figure standing under it

dan: I made you coffee, it's in the kitchen

i rub my eyes and yawn before speaking

joy: okay, i'll be there in a sec

he limps as he barely walks away, i get up, stretching my legs a bit. i look at his alarm clock 06:48, what's he doing up so early? it's the weekend!

i walk out of his room, and see him standing in the kitchen, a cup of coffee in hand. he's sitting on the counter, looking out the window. he has an imperial mammoth song playing, his head suddenly turn to me, realizing that i'm there

he hands me a cup and i sip it. the hot liquid trailing down my throat soothes me, i sit up on the counter with dan. all the lights are off, the only thing supplying us any illumination is the overcast sky. rain collects on the aged windows causing everything to appear blurry

dan: i adore this song

joy: i've never heard it, how did you stubble across this track?

dan: kyle

joy: i don't remember coming back here, what about you?

dan: kyle drove us home, he didn't know we were neighbours, so he just put you in my room

joy: why was he driving us home?

dan: he just wanted to make sure the weed got home safely

joy: ooooh yea, can we have some of that?

dan's pov

i feel shitty lying to her, then again, she did kiss my foe

dan: he actually had to borrow my car today, and it was so late last night we forgot to get the weed in the house

she gives me an unsure look then sips her coffee

joy's pov

something is off about dan, he seems pissed

joy: dan?

he looks over to me

dan: mmm?

joy: what happened last night?

dan: you got shitface drunk

I burst out laughing

joy: really?

he nods, sipping his coffee

joy: do you want to get some food?

he looks over to the clock on the stove

07:29

dan: i'm not hungry

dan's pov

i was actually starving, i had been up all night thinking about recent events. but i like the feeling of an empty stomach, so i try to carry that until it gets really painful.

she looks at me and raises an eyebrow

joy: you've got to be hungry

dan: I'm not