White Teeth Teens :: (Tags + Davitt) [Vespoli Bonfire Blitz]

The fire cackles in the wind at Davitt, the man who held up the family business. It seems to laugh and taunt him as the smoke swirls into the sky. The stars above being the only light the is pure and innocent. Fire has the look of raging pure hatred. Davitt wasn't one for fire. Fires rather scared him and it was slowly becoming a fear of his. Davitt feels the heat radiating off of the fire that continues to burn. The smoke and ashes dancing above the flame and fading off into the starry night. Bonfires in the middle of the night were a rather normal thing from the Vespoli's. They loved to party and smoke. The remainder of the night involving dancing and smoking and just living. That's what Davitt wanted. He wanted to just feel alive. That's exactly how he felt now. Alive. Breathing. Human. His insecurities and angers from earlier that day disappearing into the flame, like everyone else's. The fire was not only hatred, but it was also a cleanser. Something to rid all of your worries and doubts to be dealt with later.

The dancing was already beginning and normally Davitt doesn't join, but this time, something caught his own attention. The wonder of what it'd feel like to be a fool for once. A fool and tear down his walls that shouldn't even be there. That's what he did. He tore them down and threw them into the fire for the night. In the morning, nothing would be able to stop him from putting them up again. After awhile of dancing and having fun. He watched the girl from earlier dancing in front of him. Her drugged and ragged movements made him chuckle under his breathe. That was until she began falling. His hand went out swiftly and caught her. She mumbled something about pirates to him and honestly, he wasn't listening to a word being said. He just nodded at her to show that he was listening to her, even though he wasn't. He watched her stare at the stars and silently moved her back with him to the rock that he was so happily planted on before. A good look at her and he could tell she was a goner. He chuckled at her and followed along with her drugged words from before, "Looks like someone finally had their joint. Pirates, you say, well I know nothing about pirates, but I have read about them a few times before. Do you know any pirates? I would love to meet one." He silently, stared out towards the sea where the waves rolled in softly. His eyes couldn't see farther than the beach. The beach looked a beautiful color with the light from the fire shining on the sand wonderfully. Davitt just admired everything from Taggs, the sand, to the sky. He had no care in the world right now and that's all that mattered.