[Closed] Day(care) Dreamers

[knightime]

Your name is Dave Strider. Usually you'd start this by saying how cool you are, but that's not actually true. You aren't actually all that cool nor do you actually care. You're old enough to have graduated college but you never went. You just can't really do this people thing, which is why it's so surprising as to how you got your job. You're a daycare worker at some place in the richer area of the city. Kids love you. You have no idea why. It's really weird, but you're not going to try and make a big deal out of it. You get paid well after all. Even though it's your main income, you actually do fairly well with your website. You DJ and you release original music on it and it makes pretty good money. Enough that if you ever lost your job, it would still support you.

You kind of grew up as this really tall, skinny shit. It's your damn metabolism and the only reason you aren't as skinny as you are is because your Bro made sure of it and you actually work out when you have time. That doesn't help with you being paler than any Twilight vampire and being assaulted by freckles. Also your hair kind of freaks people out or everyone thinks you dye it or something. Whatever.

It so happens that you're waiting for the last kid to get picked up. You're still trying to figure out how on Earth Rose somehow became a mom, but whatever. Apparently someone else is picking the kid up today and he's waiting for that person to do so. Seriously, it would be nice if they weren't so late.

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[seeringlight]

The sunglasses he wears everyday are the ones you gave him when he was thirteen. He has every pesterlog between you and himself in its own folder on an external. It is meticulously organized, which is saying something for him.
He knows what he wants. He just thinks of himself undeserving of it, and avoids it at all costs because of that mentality.

How dare you forget that I am nothing more than a rich brat whom only wishes to snub people. If people were to find out I am more than a catty bitch, what would I do?

[longwinded]

That explains why those looked so familiar.
Hey now! When I told him I still had my old desktop with all of our conversations on it- he poked fun at me!
How do I make him feel deserving Rose, you seem to know everything.

Yes, you snub me every night by feeding me dinner, and making sure I have clothing on my back. WHICH I DON'T ASK YOU TO DO, JUST FOR CLEARANCE.

[seeringlight]

Well, I wasn't supposed to say he does that. Not that I'm particularly sorry for telling his deep, dark secrets.
I think you know better than I do, honestly. And I can't spoon feed forever. Sometimes, it needs to be learned through experience. That is how a relationship is.

Of course not. I do it to flaunt myself and make me feel better. My fragile self esteem is all based on me spoiling you.

[longwinded]

Well, plan WOO DAVE STRIDER will be in effect when I go pick up Lily from Daycare Monday. I have his number too so I could text him.

Rose. How will I ever repay you for keeping me up? :)

[seeringlight]

Sexual intercourse with Dave. ;)

[longwinded]

Rose!








You're kidding right?

[seeringlight]

Completely serious.

[You're too much fun to tease.]

[longwinded]

Can we settle on me getting a date with him?

[seeringlight]

You two already kissed. It's only a matter of time.

[longwinded]

That kiss doesn't count, Rose!

[seeringlight]

Well look at the time! I need to put the darling young one to sleep. Do get some rest, John.
Good night.

[Rose is still the most sly of bitches.]

[longwinded]

Tell Lily that Uncle John said goodnight. I will rest Rose, no need to worry.

[John closes his laptop, that night would be spent thinking and thinking until he finally gets the notion to just text Dave around 4 in the morning.]

Dave. Are you awake? It's probably a dumb question- when aren't you awake?

[knightime]

john what the fuck
i have to watch kids in the next three hours
why in the seven fucking seas are you texting me now?
who even texts someone at four in the goddamn morning

[longwinded]

I don't fucking know.
I've had like maybe forty five minutes of sleep, maybe is the key word.
I thought you would be the best person to text.

What are you even doing up? Did i wake you?

[knightime]

i dont really sleep well
thats all

[He doesn't really like sleeping. It doesn't usually end well. But he isn't going to admit he still can't handle a fucking nightmare to save his life. Even if those nightmares are just things he had to deal with growing up haunting him while he slept. Because life would be enough of a dick to make even sleeping a living hell.]

[longwinded]

I understand, sorta.
You sure you're gonna last all day with children?


[They will share that one day. But for tonight, they could just talk until either of them gave out.]

I've been thinking too much.

[knightime]

yea
theyre angels to me when im feeling lousy
for some reason

[There's a lot of reasons why Dave never talks about his family life.]

stop thinking and go to sleep
jesus dicks john

[longwinded]

They love you of course, haha.
Kids have a way of understanding how you feel at that age I guess.

[He types a lot of things, and erases them.]

It's hard to stop thinking.
Sleeping is a lost cause.

[knightime]

theyre little devils
lets be honest

so is there a reason why you contacted me specifically or am i just special?

[longwinded]

oh, you know you love them.


You're the only person I knew for sure would be awake.
So I guess you're a special case.

[knightime]

kids are the worst

weve barely spoken again and you already know my sleeping schedule
im starting to wonder if youve just been stalking me all my life

[longwinded]

You forget I talk to Rose.
I was supposed to get sleep.
But that shit just isn't happening.

I don't count that as stalking though.

[knightime]

is rose talking about me
motherfuck
i told her to cut that out
everything she says about me is a lie

[longwinded]

She wasn't wrong about your sleeping schedule.
Dude, it's not like that.
I was too afraid to ask you, so I asked her.

[knightime]

i was trying to sleep
guess whos keeping me up
and despite rumors about me
i dont actually bite
you havent done anything to merit pissing me off and receiving a punch to the dick