// you knew who I was //
"Clangy isn't a word," Danta protests - and as someone who is notoriously shit with words and the writing of them, for him to be so confident should say a lot, Astaroth. Unaware that he's descending into sad drunk territory, he sips at his drink and winces at the burn (because it's meant to be a shot, you fucking fool), before furrowing his brow at the sound of the karaoke machine that has apparently been turned on.
Only in the next blink, Asta is in front of him - and one later, he's being manhandled out of his chair. "I'm tired, don't want to dance," he mutters, trying to swat away the grasping hands and forcing a smile as he gestures to the Doubletake he's abandoned at the bar. "I'm sure someone else would love to, though."
You know, Asta. Someone you still haven't had an important talk with.
Only in the next blink, Asta is in front of him - and one later, he's being manhandled out of his chair. "I'm tired, don't want to dance," he mutters, trying to swat away the grasping hands and forcing a smile as he gestures to the Doubletake he's abandoned at the bar. "I'm sure someone else would love to, though."
You know, Asta. Someone you still haven't had an important talk with.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
