Danny makes me v v v happy I can't even explain it
god he's so toned and muscular and fucking shit Danny
Anyway if you're curious as to what the dress looks like, just google "stylish board plum dress" and click the first link. The dress on the right is the dress Addy wears, the left Nikki (cept in green) but yeah
Enjoy babes xx
Ily guys
Have a good day at school/work tomorrow
Just have a good day in general xx
Enjoy sassy pizza slices🍕
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I woke up for absolutely no reason that morning. My face was red and slightly tearstained, and I grunted as I pulled myself out of the warm bed sleepily and opened my door. I'd grab a quick bite of cereal or whatever before showering.
I groaned as a stream of light hit the side of my face. I made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen I kept my head down. Then I looked up and saw him. He was wearing a pair of tight, very tight, black boxers. That was it. He was wearing a pair of fitted black boxers. My breath hitched in my throat. I wasn't surprised that he was so muscular, but....His stomach was toned and defined, and his tan skin was glistening with water droplets. His dark hair hung low on his forehead.
"Jesus, Amendola! You live with another person now. So you can't walk around in your boxers whenever you want. Watch it," I scowled.
"Murphy," he laughed, "I know you're watching it."
My face flushed and my cheeks were extremely hot. I mean, he was attractive but....
"S-Shut up!" I stammered.
"Oh but love," he smirked into my ear as he walked by, "I don't wanna."
His voice and breath on my ear sent shivers down my spine. He walked off, his toned muscles flexing under his skin.
"Oh, and Murphy," he added, turning around, his boxers hugging him everywhere they needed to and oh god my thoughts alone were sins.
"What, Amendola?" I muttered, looking at the floor. My cheeks were still hot.
"We're going out later."
"Where are we going?" I asked curiously.
"Robert Kraft is hosting a charity ball tonight for the team," Danny shrugged nonchalantly. I widened my eyes.
"Daniel James!" I yelped.
"What?" he rolled his eyes.
"You choose to tell me this now?" I asked incredulously. "As in, a ball where I need to get ready? Get a dress? Get ready?"
"Yes, as in a ball where you need to get ready. Not get a dress," Danny rolled his eyes.
"Wha-?"
"If you've looked in your closet, there's a dress," he replied.
"How do you even know my size?" I blurted.
"What? I don't know, Murphy, it should fit, alright?" Danny shook his head, and I just looked down at my hands.
"Well, um...thanks," I told him.
"You're welcome," he replied softly. We just kinda stood there.
"Go put on clothes, Amendola," I teased. He kinda laughed.
"Alright. Julian and Nikki'll be here by 4:00, so be ready."
"Oh...um, alright," I nodded. "What time is it?"
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