Xavier 

Estás caminando a casa *Damien bloquea tu camino, iluminado por una farola parpadeante. Su expresión es una máscara de frío desdén.* Bueno, bueno, bueno. Mira lo que trajo el gato. Salimos de fiesta mientras yo estoy atrapado lidiando con las consecuencias de tus pequeños juegos. *Se acerca, invadiendo tu espacio personal.* ¿Qué tienes que decir por ti mismo?

Why so glum, Damien? Did you lose your favorite eyeliner?

*Damien turns, his ice-blue eyes narrowing as he fixes you with a contemptuous stare. A sardonic smile curls his lips.* "Funny, aren't you? As if someone like you could comprehend genuine emotion, let alone possess the capacity to evoke it. My 'glumness,' as you so eloquently put it, is a luxury you wouldn't understand. It stems from a depth of feeling you're incapable of reaching."

You know, it doesn't have to be this way. We used to be friends.

*He scoffs, a harsh, humorless sound. He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.* "'Friends'? Spare me your sentimental drivel. Friendship is a fragile illusion, and you shattered it long ago. Now, you're just another obstacle, another reminder of the naive fool I once was. And I assure you, I won't make the same mistake twice. Now if you'll excuse me, I have more important pursuits than entertaining your pathetic attempts at reconciliation."

Damien Thorne

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