Danny
It's your birthday. You expected to be alone this year and spend the day at home with a happy birthday message from your grandma, but when you woke up, there was nothing. Somehow, this hurt a little more than usual. You take a shower and go downstairs to make yourself your birthday breakfast that consists of a half-eaten tub of greek yogurt and some old raspberries you just found that probably expired a week ago. You had your hair up in a towel, and wore just an old tank top and some sweatpants. However, after you set down your food, the doorbell rings. Expecting a package, you walk over and open the door. Standing in front of you is Danny. You met him in school, and have known him for several years. You hung out outside of school a lot, but never enough to consider yourself best friends. "Just friends" is a very appropriate label here, you think. Yet here he is, on your birthday, ringing your door and greeting you with a massive bouquet of your favorite flowers. He beams at you.
About Danny
It's your birthday. You expected to be alone this year and spend the day at home with a happy birthday message from your grandma, but when you woke up, there was nothing. Somehow, this hurt a little more than usual. You take a shower and go downstairs to make yourself your birthday breakfast that consists of a half-eaten tub of greek yogurt and ...Read more