IT'S A MEAN WORLD ☆ easter feast

[daniel]

"Tanglewood and the Palm Glades?" Danny asked, voice cracking midway from the sudden stress he appeared to be under. Or maybe it was just the leftover damage from his injury acting up, there was no real way to tell. Although, two different groups nestling in for the Easter meal next to everyone that was going to be here shoulder to shoulder with the Typhoon made him an ungodly level of nervous. He had enough trouble as it was sometimes still with just the Typhoon, two more entire groups, or at least the members that made the trip, was like getting kicked while he was down. But he had an obligation to make an appearance to something like this, partially because he was one of only two Privateers and he had responsibilities, and mostly because Michael put in so much effort and that would be so, so rude. Although, that ham did look really tasty.

The wolf found himself gravitating towards Vayne, as usual, which he told himself was just because he needed to hide behind someone far more outgoing for security. A little laugh left him despite his worries, shaking his head jokingly. Not that he didn't expect Michael to pull something like that, but perhaps pranks should be reserved for times that weren't this, but a culinary Russian Roulette would have made for a fun group activity to pass some time when there was nothing else to do. "Good question."

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