Jack Davenport (III)

Jack Davenport (III)

itsawerewolfinnit:

“only if you be safe, too,” he muttered, moving toward douglas to hug him for the second time that day. hand clasped at the crown of his head, darren rested his forehead against duggy’s for a brief moment before pulling away and heading out the front door. “try not t’ burn the house down, don’t let strangers in.”

“I know, I know,” he said as he followed to the door, looking out it. “I promise not t’ cook, and I wouldn’t let nobody in. Hurry or you’ll be late.” He gave him one last smile before closing and locking up the front door. At least the night had ended on a good note.

itsawerewolfinnit:

which darren felt immensely bad for as he knew he wasn’t the best person to look up to; he was trash, not stupid. keeping that tidbit to himself, of course, daz spoke after a moment, “she’s alright… i call ‘er every once in a while, she asks about ya, but i never know if you’d wanna talk to ‘er, y’know? but i could give you her number when we get home.”

“we both know ‘m rubbish at phone calls. wouldn’t know what to say. i only ‘member so much.” he slowed his speed as they reached the town and pulled into the parking lot. “but ‘m glad she’s well. that at least there’s someone to miss us.” it sounded morbid now that it was out his mouth, but what else was he supposed to say. they’d up and left, he had no friends, and they had no other family. shelly had been their mum’s best friend, often checked in on them, and if daz hadn’t been set on doing things his way, she probably would have taken them in after everything. but shelly wasn’t their mom, and maybe was too much of a sad reminder.

Composer: Samuel Barber (1910 - 1981)

Work: Allegro molto from Concerto for piano and orchestra (1962)

Performer: Steven Prutsman, Royal Scottish National Orchestra; conducted by Marin Alsop

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