<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/5c/75/59/5c755911ea51d73bff3a01972b30a5b6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dara Kurova (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12369710#msg12369710)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Nauru | October 23, 2016 | Around 9 PM<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Miles Radnie<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Uncomfortable topics, ptsd moments, triggered memories<br/><hr/><br/>Dara smirked. ”You steal from people for fun, I’m pretty sure that makes you an asshole by default.” An easy counter as one could ever be!  ”But that’s okay, because I’m a bitch. So we mix well.” She stuck her tongue out at him. Apparently she was feeling a little sassy, but that was Dara in a nutshell really. ”I’d skip the board meetings too. You’d honestly think they’d be<i>happy</i>that you were essentially giving them free reign over everything.” She rolled her eyes, thinking back on all the stereotypical rich board members in all those back stabbing movies.  I mean, shouldn’t they be plotting against Miles for the exact thing they were complaining about? You know, so they could usurp him and take over and all that jazz?<br/><br/>”Damn right, you will!” She scowled playfully, but honestly she was more than a little serious. The very idea that he may one day just never reply to her text was enough to make something painfully twist in her chest, and she<i>hated</i>it. She hated that she felt attached to him. She hated that she wanted to be around him. She hated that she wanted to see him all the time. She hated that she found herself missing him at times. She hated losing that control, she hated that her happiness depended on another person no matter how big or small. ”Good, because you just have such pretty eyes.” She fluttered her lashes at him, blowing him a little kiss.<br/><br/>She wasn’t really sure how to react to the idea that someone thought she wasn’t a pain in the ass. He must be crazy, right? However, what had her really pause was the odd way his statement sort of progressed. Somehow it started with her not being a pain in the ass, then being a pain in the ass, but then that being why he considered settling down sometimes…  Sure, she knew there was a break in that line of thought somewhere but somehow it had her considering the possibility that maybe, just maybe, those thoughts he had about settling down might have been about her once in a while…? ”You know, when you think about it, being normal for a little bit could be considered fun too.” Okay, well that came out a little more lame than she’d thought and she fully expected him to look at her like she’d grown extra retarded. ”No, really, think about it!” She started, raising her hands to keep him from one of his likely scathingly witty remarks.<br/><br/>”You’re always on the move all the time, right? Life is always chaotic, going from one place to another, never knowing what’s going to happen until you do it. Everything is constantly changing for us. So in a way isn’t having a constant among all that chaos sort of an adventure, a change, in itself?” Okay, did that come our right? She wasn’t quite sure she got that across the right way… Dara squinted, looking almost every bit as confused with herself as she was. ”It’s nice to have at least one constant, you know? A place you can come back to, relax and just enjoy yourself for a bit. Be lazy and shit.” Shae was her constant, and in a way Miles had become one too.<br/><br/>”Eh, never mind. I have no idea what I’m talking about.” She rolled her eyes at herself and waved it off, allowing the conversation to move on to the next thought. ”I don’t know if Shae would want to come…” And that thought honestly bothered her. She loved Shae and she wanted to be around her, but she couldn’t really trust Shae to be on her own either. If she didn’t want to do the boat thing then what would they do? Did Dara’s life really ride on her sister’s wants and needs<i>that</i>much…? She frowned to herself. It was a frown that didn’t last long, however. Frowns never lasted long around Miles.<br/><br/>Dara burst out laughing, the level of word play he just slipped right in there was something that tickled her a little more than she liked to admit. ”Oh yeah?” A grin split across her face, eyes glittering back at him mischievously as she waggled a brow and winked. ”Are you hung like a horse t---“ She froze, remembering for the first time since this whole conversation had started that he was literally sitting there absolutely buck-ass-naked. Her gaze drooped on his body absentmindedly, her lips still forming that little ‘o’ to finish the word trailing off her tongue. Her cheeks abruptly burned a furious red, her wide, guilty eyes snapping back up to his like she’d just been caught sneaking cookies out of the cookie jar. ”—oo… SHUDDUP! And up came her hands to hide the 50 different shades of pink that were stealing over her features. Damn him!