Basketball at the Y

[detdonflack]

Who: Flack & Danny
What: Basketball game
When: An UNUSUALLY warm February Saturday morning.
Where: One of the many BB courts at the YMCA... this one happens to not have many any people around

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[danny]

"Yah, well.." He cleared his throat, "I got somethings to do later." he said, "but I got most of the day to myself." He was thankful for the return of their server so he could switch subjects again after he ordered.

[detdonflack]

"Oh yea?" Flack smirked again as he let himself sink into the pleathery seat. "So I'll get to kick yer ass in a game of handball today as well?" Flack smiled up to the waitress and ordered a nice big breakfast. He was starving.

[danny]

Danny scoffed at the thought. "Are you kidding, I feel like I'll be lucky to make the walk home today let alone take up another game." He admitted. "I guess I been off my regular schedule longer than I thought....but you're not gettin' outta handball. We're definitely doin' that another day."

[detdonflack]

Flack rolled his eyes and shrugged, then looked back, genuinely caring. "Geez, Messer... sorry if I hurt you or anythin."

[danny]

Danny shook his head and waved a hand dismissively. He smiled more with the right side of his mouth, "Naw, I'm just way more outta shape than I thought." He admitted, now that he considered it it was likely more than a few weeks that his regular schedule of things had been put on hold but forces in his life out of his control. "we're playin' handball. Even if i have to lose to you at basketball everyweek 'til I'm back in shape." he smirked. "and I'll try not to tackle you on the handball court too.." he added in a low mutter.

[detdonflack]

Flack cocked an eyebrow with a smirk. "You'll try whatnow?" Flack asked as he leaned in, not catching Danny's last little bit. Of course he'd heard it, he just wanted to poke fun at the guy.

[danny]

Danny rolled his eye and tried not to smile, but it came through the tiniest bit. "I won't jump on you on the court anymore." he repeated like a scolded boy reciting what he'd been told. "promise."

[detdonflack]

Flack controlled a deep urge to say something very inappropriate, instead letting out a small chuckle. "Ahahah. Fine. And I'll try not to decimate you." Flack let out a playful smile.

[danny]

Danny returned the smile and picked his arms up off the table for the waitress to set their plates down. He chuckled at the size of Don's breakfast. It never ceased to amaze him how much he could consume in one sitting. Danny recalled the last time they sat together at a diner like this and unconsciously he touched his own forehead where the bandage had been then. He remembered Don sitting there looking at him like he was crazy, trying to calm him down after he'd shot that UC cop. Danny swallowed and felt a little less hungry. "I gotta... go see Louie again today..." He said and his brow creased as if he was trying to figure out why he mentioned that.

[detdonflack]

Don's eyes immediately became much more serious. "How's he doin?" Flack knew some about Danny's relationship with his brother, but the guy's history was kept in mental fort knox. He'd always wished Danny would open up to him and tell him anything... but that was hard for him. And Don knew it.

[danny]

Danny jabbed at his scrambled eggs with a fork. "He's still out." He said, "they're uh... they say maybe he can hear though so..." He shrugged like they could have been talking about the weather. "I dunno...who knows, yuh know."

[detdonflack]

Flack nodded and smiled. "I know. It's great what you're doin for your brother, Danny. You're a good guy."

[danny]

Danny's shoulders jumped as if he chuckled but he didn't make a sound. Instead his face looked unconvinced and kept his eyes busy on inanimate objects, stared into his coffee as he drank, and then became overly interested in meal. "what's goin' on witchu?" he mumbled, bouncing topics the way he was bouncing his leg under the table.

[detdonflack]

Don shrugged, genuinely having had possibly the blandest week in existance... excluding that whole bar encounter fiasco... of which Flack could now remember surprisingly little. "Been doin fuckin paperwork all week..." Flack resisted the strong urge to rant about his distaste for the stuff, instead chosing an even lighter topic of conversation. "God, it's so hot today."

[danny]

Danny sighed to himself a little and stabbed his hashbrowns with undue force. "Yah... right.. hot." He muttered, wishing Flack would just say something, worth making a conversation out of. Something that would occupy him enough. Something that would fill the otherwise dead air, like the silence of Louie's hospital room. He couldn't stand that either and prattled on while he was there, rambled about nothing 'cause nobody could say what needed to be said anyway.

[detdonflack]

Flack immediately picked up on Danny's cue with the first thing he could think of...

"So if you were gonna have sex with one person from the lab, who would it be?" Flack grinned devilishly.