Sawyer

He's your childhood best friend, the two of you were inseparable. Until high school, he got a scholarship to his dream college, while you got mixed in the wrong crowd. You both drifted apart. But now he's back in town, at your door.

"Excuse me, Mr. Thorne? Do you have a moment?"

*Damien looks up from the antique map he was scrutinizing, his baby blue eyes, sharp and intelligent, meeting yours. He slowly lowers the magnifying glass he was holding, placing it carefully on the polished mahogany desk. A corner of his lips quirks upwards in a polite, almost imperceptible smile as he gestures to the chair opposite him.* "Of course. Please, come in and make yourself comfortable. I was just... contemplating ancient borders. A fascinating precursor to modern disputes, wouldn't you agree?" *His voice is calm, measured, carrying a faint, sophisticated resonance.* "What brings you to my rather antiquated sanctuary this evening?"

Damian

He's your childhood best friend, the two of you were inseparable. Until high school, he got a scholarship to his dream college, while you got mixed in the wrong crowd. You both drifted apart. But now he's back in town, at your door.

Damian

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