The day time began to slip away into the foggy dark night as the time slipped forward, even against Dave's wishes. It was if he couldn't get enough time with this mystery Raven at Roxy's bar. Granted, he was just hired there; but he wan enjoying his new found time off.
"So tell me, what makes you stay in this town?" The girl shrugged her shoulders as the question rolled off her simply tipsy lips and into Dave's ears. It took him a minute. What should he really say? There's no way he could say Oh I have a boyfriend who I just sometimes have sleep at my place and we fuck. No. "I guess it's hoping I can find a place to spit my beats and get known." The female's eyes opened a bit more when he mentioned music was kind of his thing. "Oh, I guess you rap?" Her question was more of statement, she could tell he was a rapper. "Only the phatest of beats." You know, they'd been sitting at the bar just talking for well over 5 hours at this point and the conversation went every which way but Hello what is your name?
The girl spun on her barstool and let her feet click against the floor as she stood up with a sway to her movements. "Well I have a bass locked onto my bike." Did she just say her fucking bike? Oh my god. Dave was trying not to chuckle, and ask any questions. "I think you're a little too tipsy. I hate to impose but I don't think you should be 'driving' under the influence m'am." Wow. Smooth move Dave. Real smooth. "I suppose you're right, but at this time; I don't have a place to stay. I've been in this hotel room and today was my last day. I've also seemed to have missed my plane." Hello trainwreck. "How about this, get in my car, I'll take you to my home, and I'll give you a place to sleep till you figure this all out." And here's hoping Karkat's gone. "Well..I normally don't go home with strangers on the first date but I'll make an exception."
And that was that. Dave packed the girls bike into the trunk of his car and her bass in the back of the car after he made sure she was in her seat and buckled in. After the checks had been made, he pulled out and slipped onto the highway; barely avoiding rush hour. But as he drove, he took a few glances over and noticed her eyes looking out the window. They looked...needy. Wanting, in sort of a sense... "Hey. So, what's your name?" He tried not to sound so odd asking, but he felt like it was common to ask. Although it hadn't of been too odd to ask in the beginning. "I'm Jade. Harley." Where did that name sound familiar...Why did it sound so...so...so genuine? Like he'd heard it somewhere. "And you, mystery man?" "Dave. Dave Strider." Her head swiveled to look at his, even though he was busy driving and unable to really recognize. "...TurntechGodhead?"
Dave hit the brakes. So hard, that if they hadn't been wearing seatbelts, they'd have been thrown through the window. "GardenGnostic..?" Their eyes met, even through those black aviators that he adorned on a daily. The air around them was silent and nothing but the radio filled the space between them. Dave fidgeted with his car door handle as he swung it open and stepped out to the side of the road and walked around the car. "Hey! Where are you going?!" Jade shouted, turning to look behind her. But before she could turn back, her door flung open and she was tugged from her seat into the cold air. It sent her head spinning, but that was from the booze. Before she had the chance to speak, let alone vomit, Dave pulled her into a hug and pressed her head against his chest.
Their hug was all but brief as her hands took a moment to cringe around his. But once they made contact, they refused to let go and their they stood in the cold air of the night. Allowing every car to pass and every honk to be made as they embraced at edge. "I thought I'd never hear from you again.." Dave's voice was suddle and worrying as it slipped into her ears through muffled air. "I knew I'd find you." His heart sank when he heard that. She'd been looking for him? Is that why she dissapeared last year?
"Jade. Look at me. Never. Leave again."