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Ehm, I know I had promised the Vera Wang scene (and I actually have it, it's half-done) but since I was extremely inspired by the next week's episode promo I needed to add some depth to my Drunken-Dan scene.
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Dan already had 3 lattes and one cappucino on his way here.
He knew this was not a good idea, but he also knew what he promised to Blair. He can't let her down now. She needs him.
Well, she needs me a little TOO often for a casual-maybe-not-even-a-friend
I should've just said I can't do this.
The drunken-gag from last night certainly didn't help his already-damaged enough senses. He did his best to drag from Chuck's mouth everything he could possibly remember.
Even after their 3d conversation (Chuck was demanding his swanky new suit he kind of completely forgot he had even borrowed to Humphrey) Chuck kept the details vague.
What did I do? Did I sleep with a hooker? Eugh. Eugh. No. Please let it be no. I mean that's not moving on, that's sheer disgusting.
Even Blair wouldn't resist calling it a complete distaste on his part.
"Check Gossip Girl then Humphrey, stop bothering me I'm a busy."
Dan was already picturing Chuck in his "Hugh Hefner" vermilion cloak stretched out on the sofa slowly sipping scotch while having this conversation.
"That IS the problem" Dan yelled "No updates. Nothing."
"I'd really like to spend the day mourning over you-being-completely-irrelevant and watching you squirm but as I stated I've got other stuff to do. Planning my own death as a certain character in your book-included. Have a good day."
"Wait, I thought you didn't care about that dull book for fuck's sake!"
"I couldn't be less bothered." he replied coldly and sounded sincere.
"Then wh..."
"Oh cut the long story short, will you? I'll tell you but promise you'll stop calling me after that."
"I give my word of honour."
Dan was almost there. Vera Wang's.
But, he had to hear about this first.
He sat on the nearest bench ready to hear what really happened.
"So you don't remember the part where you.." Chuck slightly chuckled at the passing thought.
"No." Dan hardly swallowed "What?"
*flashback*
Dan now took a huge sip of something that seemed to have CB initials over it.
Chuck gave it to him after he had emptied his own bottle.
"and sometimes I watch her in her sleep..." were the last words coming out of his mouth before he...
"IN FACT I'M GONNA GO TELL HER RIGHT NOW." he jumped from the place he previously sat on.
Chuck almost laughed
"You're being ridiculous Humphrey. More than usual."
"You'll...you'll see."
"Humphre..."
And he was gone.
Not for a long time but still long enough to...
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"I'm crashin' this party!" he murmured in an enthusiastic voice while standing in the elevator.
People were giving him strange looks. One older lady even asked "Are you okay son?"
"I'm having the time of my life! I just realized "dat"..."
The elevator stopped and he felt like his mind automatically shut.
Whatever.
With the same dose of dash he was ambling along the room that seemed extrmely unfamiliar.
"Hey, excuse me?" he was now talking to a bussines man who was really into typing something on his Blackberry.
"Yes?" The man replied taken aback by Dan's current appearance.
His messy curls, plaid shirt that was seriously ragged and covered with spots at some parts, still acting like he's emotionally "attached" to this CB-initial-thing with alcohol.
"I need to find...Www..alf..dorf." he barely managed to finished the sentence.
"I'm sorry who?" Man now almost baffled with this kind of behaviour.
"Bla..fr...Waldorf..princess..of"
"Honey, what's going on here?" a young lady joined the man cutting Dan's sentence.
Man shrugged.
"The guy is looking for some Blair Waldorf" he replied a little confused. "You take care of it. I gotta go."
"I'm sorry you must've made a mistake."
"I need to tell her that I...Never mind. I didn't make a mistake, I'll find her."
Woman mumbled something like "whatever" and quickly disappeared in the crowd.
Dan quickly found an approach to some desk that was full of alcohol. His right hand was almost trembling when he was pouring the liquid in a wine glass.
"Careful!" someone shouted. "Man...are you okay...do you need help with.."
"I used to be a carterwaiter, so move." he said with a slight chuckle.
Then he left the wine glass glass full of Chardonay and hugged someone who was just passing by.
"Please tell Blai..r..that I love her eyelashes and...her hair." he stopped "Wait that actually rhymes!"
"I really love the smell of her hai..."
SLAM.
He was kicked out.
*present*
"No that can't be..." Dan was visibly upset..."I. Did. Not."
"Deal with it Humphrey. You crashed the party, and not ANY PARTY but the completely wrong, some charity organization's party. Luckily, my stalking aptitude turned out to serve a purpose and I found you."
"But how Gossip Girl didn't..."
"I offered her a picture of me and a half-naked Georgina Sparks in the 8th grade. Sorry to disappoint you, guess I'm more popular despite your ...book trending these days." he scoffed when saying "book"..
"I mean, of course I am, I'm Chuck Bass."
Dan was...
Man.
Chuck Bass actually helped him.
Of course he would. He didn't want Blair to know about my feelings.
"Then..."
"Then we returned where we previously had our as much as it pains me to say.." chit-chat...or wait was it your monologue. Anyway then I told you stuff about my.." he stopped right there "Never mind. You wanted to meet ...Dorota, talking rot about some meeting at 4 am and that was it. I guessed that you were too drunk to walk home so I may helped and that's it. Satisfied?"
"I..."
Chuck Bass walked him home, gave him a suit a couple days ago, borrowed his jacket, saved him from that... calmituous blast and he was speechless.
"Hope you are. 'Cause I have to go."
He hung up and stood up from the bench.
Blair didn't know anything about this, Chuck figured it out but actually...helped (even now it felt surreal), Blair was no longer mad and even invited him to the bridal salon where she was trying her...
Suddenly Dan felt like something was stuck in his throat and standing in front of the door with "VW initials" on it he took a deep breath. This was really happening and it hurt so much.
Where she was trying her wedding dress.