#FamilyStrong

Danny & Stella

#FamilyStrong

Isabelle Ramirez
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Isabelle Ramirez
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Joined: Apr 24 2014, 04:19 PM

May 2 2016, 12:09 PM #1

29 April, 2016
6:37pm

Isabelle was fine -- great, even -- and, by now, really over the divorce with Simon. She was on to bigger and better things, and putting a lot of her focus back into school and her future had really helped, too. Besides, being single meant she could flirt with whomever she wanted and eat pizza straight from the refrigerator after deciding not to shower the night before without fearing her significant other would think any less of her. Of course, she always regretted forgoing a shower the next day, but laziness and procrastination sure had a way with time.

Speaking of time, it had been a while since she'd seen Danny, and Isabelle was…concerned? Something like that. She hadn't figured out how to explain to him that her new roommate was a guy, who was straight, yet, so she hadn't invited him over and had made it seem like she was as busy as possible -- on Facebook, at least. (It wasn't a lie; university was really crazy lately, what with finals stirring all about. (She feared Danny would attempt to scare Matthew off, just because he was a guy and she, to her brother, was a helpless, vulnerable little girl…were all brothers like this? She loved him nevertheless, of course.)

When she arrived at his house, Isabelle rang the doorbell with her right hand, the only free hand; in her other hand was a warm pizza, with a box of bread sticks and a box of dessert pizza on top -- the chocolate kind, of course; she'd stuffed her phone into her pocket, and her keys were on the lovely lanyard resting on her wrist and dangling between she and the cement of the porch. "Pizza delivery!" she called out as she pushed the doorbell button, probably annoying any neighbors nearby. (She didn't care.)
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Danny Ramirez
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Joined: Mar 30 2014, 02:19 AM

May 20 2016, 11:46 PM #2

It was kind of crazy, thinking that he was Mr. Married these days. Especially when he and Stella's engagement (or realistically, even their dating phase) had been as whirlwind as it was.

Marriage definitely had its perks though, like having someone to come home to when he wrapped a shoot, instead of an empty, and dusty, apartment. This new film was the latest in the Austin Kelley comeback conga that had been the better part of the last year and a half but it had been an amazing time and Danny had really enjoyed himself.

The only downside of going away this time was that instead of a lengthy reunion with Stella, he'd barely been home for a day before she'd gone away on vacation to visit with some extended family.

Which of course, she should since being married to Danny didn't mean he expected Stella to cater to his every whim, but it would have been nice to get a little more time with her, once he'd properly settled back in again.

There was always other ways to occupy his time though and Danny was just contemplating texting Joe, when he heard someone knocking on his front door.

He definitely hadn't ordered pizza but the voice was kind of unmistakable (growing up with a person will do that to you), and Danny opened the door, pulling Isabelle into a hug, while also doing his best not to squash the pizza she was carrying.

"Hey! How are you? And more importantly, what are you doing here?" It wasn't like Isabelle could say she was in the neighbourhood, because as far as Danny knew, she'd moved back into town following everything with Simon. Which of course he couldn't blame her for, because why keep such a big house when there's only one person living in it?
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Isabelle Ramirez
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May 24 2016, 09:51 AM #3

He was just a street over. Isabelle had considered moving back to town, but she liked having a house she could fix how she want; she could paint the walls and change the floors if she so wished with a house, but couldn't do that with an apartment. "I'm great," Isabelle replied as she hugged Danny as greatly, but gently, as possible without dropping the boxes in her one hand -- it was a good thing she'd practiced that trick of balancing a soccer ball on her various body parts, because obviously it was useful for keeping things like pizza boxes from falling onto the ground and, well, sticking to the roof of the box. Whilst she didn't mind scraping the topping off pizza sometimes, it was different -- pizza was not cardboard.

"Can't a sister want to drop by and see how her brother's doing? You're literally one street over. It's so weird. 'S'not like I've gone out of my way to see you, not that you make it easy. I was starting to think you'd dropped off the face of the planet." She pouted. Yes, he was married, but…well…she was beginning to see why their mother was always bugging them for phone calls; Danny was out there living his life, and Isabelle would be lying if she claimed to not feel any sort of jealousy over how others got to spend time with him and she didn't.

In some ways, she was selfish.

"Besides, finals are coming up, and I really just need a chill break where I don't have to chat exams with peers or put up with guys hitting on me. A girl can't catch a break." She'd come to enjoy the single life and wasn't interested in some random guy waltzing in with a smug look on his privileged face thinking he could have any girl he wanted and Isabelle would be his for the night. Isabelle belonged to no one, and it was nice; she felt like a totally new person! She pushed her brother gently. "So? Can I come in?"
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Danny Ramirez
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May 26 2016, 11:46 PM #4

"I was away. Or did I not tell you that?" It was hard to keep track sometimes who he'd told what to, especially with most directors and studios pushing for relative secrecy when it came to new films. So he might have told Isabelle and she forgot, or he might have not told her, or her might have planned to tell her and then forgotten to do it until it was too late.

At least with their mom, Danny knew if he forgot to tell her something, Stella probably would. But he didn't know on how good terms Stella and Isabelle were, so it might not even occur to Iz to ask Stella if she hadn't seen him for a while.

"If there are guys who are bugging you though, just point me in their direction." Scary wasn't exactly his forte but the muscles did a lot to make-up for the fact Danny couldn't really maintain a stony expression to save his life. What it was about them, he didn't fully know but in the past he'd managed to scare off even other guys who looked like they spent the same amount of time at the gym that he did, with just a little bit of flexing.

"Oh shit, yeah, come on in." Pushing open the door, Danny lifted one of the boxes out of Isabelle's hands so she wasn't balancing quite as large a stack, before gesturing her inside. It wasn't like he'd planned on doing anything particular tonight anyways so if Isabelle wanted to come over to hang out, and feed him? Then Danny was definitely not complaining.

"How is studying going? Do you have a lot of finals to write this year?"

Having never been to college himself, he really had no idea how the whole process worked but Danny figured he'd heard enough from Isabelle to at least sort of understand it. And he'd definitely seen more than enough teen-oriented network TV to know that for one reason or another, finals week always spelled potential doom for nearly everyone.
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