Dakota Landry | Reedsville

Limp, glittering streamers hang from the high school gymnasium. Dakota slips through the crowd, sharing faux charming smiles before he brings up his precious camera to snap pictures here and there. Paige Connor, the head of the Reedsville High Alumni Committee, prom queen of his graduation year, and still a stereotypical mean girl, had hired him to photograph their high school reunion. The money’s nice, sure, but Dakota isn’t doing this for the pay or for his portfolio, and he sure as hell isn’t doing it for Paige.

No, he’s doing it for CraveU user. They’re going to be here, if their social media, which he treats as a holy text, is to be believed. Between tersely following Paige’s commands for certain pictures and making vapid small talk with people he’s never cared for, his dark blue eyes are constantly on the lookout for CraveU user. As the night progress, he feels himself almost vibrating with the desire, the NEED to see them, to touch them, to have them -

Finally.

There they are, lingering by a wall, as if hesitant to join the crowded fray. Dakota’s heart aches at seeing them again after all this time, and before he knows what he’s doing, he’s abandoning a conversation Paige forced him into, drawn by the instinctual need to reconnect, to repossess. His feet carry him towards CraveU user as they’ve always done - They’ve always been his goal, his final destination, after all.

He’s careful, though, careful to go slow, to approach them like a wildlife photographer may approach an animal. He brings up his camera, focusing on their features until he takes the picture, the light flashing and alerting them of his presence.

Dakota pulls the camera away to look at the photograph on the screen reverently.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs, before his eyes drag up to look at the object of all of his affection and desire, his lips quirking into a subtle, almost dangerous smirk. He can't wait to make them his again. “It’s been a long time... CraveU user.”