Drac Ch1
dienza finished the third last box as the final two rolled up ready beside him. now the driver stared at him with that same pompous expression. one box left. dienza stopped.
Drac Ch10
One of them asked, a young man probably close to dienza's own age. 'yes?' dienza replied tentatively. 'did i... do something wrong, officer?' 'no, kid. you're fine.'
Drac Ch5
dienza laughed. 'who wants dessert?' 'me!' spiika answered, almost in a singing voice as she followed dienza over to the pantry.
Drac Ch22
At around midday dienza was once more in the living room.
Drac Ch2
'really dienza, i want to see you succeed before anything else. i can support you, so you should be saving your money.' 'stop!' dienza snapped, slamming his hands onto the counter.
Drac Ch6
'dienza?' she relaxed as her son stalked up the hallway, but tensed again once she saw the expression on his face. 'dienza! what's wrong?'
Drac Ch4
dienza nodded knowingly, speaking like a fancy detective from a story book.
Drac Ch8
dienza rolled his eyes. 'we have rattis too huh? i guess they'll help with the micen.' 'nope!' nate grinned up at dienza. 'the rattis was outside. he doesn't come in here.'
Drac Ch21
dienza cocked his head. 'ehh, i'll figure it out later. ma's here, she wants to see the little idiot. you come and say hi as well.' 'alright.' val cradled the micen in her arms as dienza lifted her up in his.
Drac Ch7
dienza stepped back inside and took a look.
Drac Ch3
dienza collapsed onto the couch in exhaustion and sighed in relief. spiika set down the various cymbals and began to arrange the parts together as dienza watched, taking notes.
Drac Ch9
The concern in his voice sounded genuine, but at the same time dienza couldn't be sure. 'she's in rehab.' dienza replied simply.