savetheearth | [closed] when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie

Who: Walter, Danny, and Octavia creeping in the bushes

When: 2/14, evening

Where: Some swish lil cafe

What: SMOKING HOT DATE that neither of them technically agreed to

[ When Tavia first texted him, he wasn't especially suspicious. What was there to be suspicious of? She just wanted to meet up and get the earplugs he failed to deliver the day before. The whole 'and I have a surprise' thing was a little strange, though.

As Walter sits in the cafe, waiting and alone with his thoughts, things start seeming even stranger. Wasn't the whole point of the supply run to keep her out of public? This place is packed with couples and not conspicuous at all. The sleep deprivation must be impairing her judgement even more than usual.

He scans the crowd again, thinking he may have missed her, but he's definitely the only single person in the place. Boy, that's pretty awkward. Walter busies himself with the Valentine's themed menu, half-considering texting her and calling this whole thing off. ]

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You can't really call it a date when neither of us wanted to go out.

[ UUUGH sinking down in his seat and rubbing at his eyes again, though this time it's more of an effort to banish the stress/soup bowl-induced headache. ]

Your friends aren't your own personal puppets. I wish you'd understand that.

I do understand that. God!

[ So indignant. Anyone would think she'd done something wrong when she was only doing her good buddies a favour! Gosh. ]

Nobody wants to be alone on Valentine's Day, right? And you two have been super digging on each other since forever. It's so obvious! And so cute. I was just helping!

[There are so many things wrong with that statement Danny does not even know where to begin.]

I--you--if we [he points a finger back and forth between himself and Walter] wanted to go on a date, we would've! I can't believe... Nobody wants to--Octavia, I already had a date I was supposed to go to tonight anyway!

Where are you even getting this from? You weren't there when --

[ HALTING RIGHT THEN AND THERE. The Halloween Incident doesn't need to be dicussed with Octavia around, since there's no possible way she could know.

Focusing on Danny instead, especially after what he says sinks in. Oh no. Oh no. Guilt levels increasing exponentially. ]

...I'm so, so sorry, Danny...

[ Octavia looks at Danny and opens her mouth.

Then closes it.

Then looks at Walter and opens her mouth again.

Then closes it.

After a few more rounds of glancing between them, she finally manages to say something. ]

I wasn't there when what?

[ WAIT NO THAT WASN'T WHAT SHE MEANT TO SAY CURSE HER NEED FOR GOSSIP ]

I mean, uh. I didn't. Know you had a date, Danny. Uh. I guess I hecked up?

Unless you have been inspired to dump your old date for Wally because you are totally bonering at each other.

Nothing! Nothing happened, okay?

[He sighs and pulls out his phone as it starts vibrating with a text notification. The cafe cancelled their reservation because he was being considered a no-show. Great.]

Well...I would've told you, but I didn't think you were going to mind control me into going on a date with Walter instead!

And no, I am not going to go on a date with him, and I am not bonering at him.

...no offense, Walter.

[ This time, Walter only half-hears what they say and mumbles something indistinct in response. This night is such a trainwreck. He can't possibly sink down any lower, both physically and metaphorically, so he fiddles with the care package in his lap instead. He opens it and removes the earplugs, leaving the last-minute friendly Valentine's cookies behind, and tosses them back in Tavia's general direction.

If they bonk her in the head, he won't be too bothered. ]

[ BONK. ]

I'm sorry, okay! Man. I was trying to do something nice! For friends! On Valentine's Day! Because love and smooches and stuff are awesome. God.

[ ... ]

And Danny, if it helps? I am pretty sure that standing up your kismesis is like. Classic hate-date material. He'll love it. You're welcome.

[ Because OBVIOUSLY Danny's date was with Skyler. OBVIOUSLY. ]

[He doesn't even notice Walter's dejection because the second he realizes Octavia is assuming his date was with Skyler, he's sputtering in a combination of utter shock and disgust.]

It wasn't with Skyler, it was with my girlfriend! Oh my god, Octavia!

[He slides down in the passenger seat, his groaning muffled by his hands covering his face.]

Love and smooches and stuff are only awesome if I know they're happening and if I agreed to them!

[ He caught that bit, at least. He's heard that name somewhere before, hasn't he? ]

Skyler...? The guy who drew --

[ Walter gives them both a weird look before quickly shaking his head, because it's clearly none of his business, and he's not sure he can handle another plot twist this evening. ]

I don't think we're going to get anywhere with her. Let's just... ...the offer for that ride still stands.

[ Though if Danny wants out of the Awkwardmobile, he can't blame him. It's also starting to smell like soup. ]

Hey! Don't talk like I ain't here! I apologised!

[ She scootches forward to poke her head into the front of the car. YO, GUYS. YOOOOOOOO. ]

You can't still be mad when I said sorry! What else do you want from me?

[He doesn't even notice she's come closer until he hears her voice coming from the side of him, rather than behind.]

I want for this to have not happened at all.

[But he knows that's not possible, unless one of them can suddenly time travel now, which he's pretty sure none of them can.]

Octavia, sit back and shut up.

[ His voice has never been that low before. It's probably hard to believe he's capable of such a tone, but there it is.

He jerks back up and buckles himself in before turning the ignition. ]

And seat belt, please.

[ No matter how upset he is, ~safety first~ ]

[ Please. Like Walter can really make Tavia shut up. Nobody can make her do anything. She raises a hand to her temple, ready to show him exactly who's the fucking boss around here.

Then lowers it. Because you don't make puppets out of your friends even if they're dumb ungrateful assholes who are mad with you even after you said sorry. GOD. ]

I don't need a seatbelt. I'm immortal.

[ But she sits back. And shuts up. ]

[Danny shuts up too, partially because Walter does not sound like he's in the mood for more bullshit, and partially because he doesn't have anything else to add.

Instead, he just buckles his seatbelt as instructed.]

[closed] when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie

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