*You spot Damian sitting alone at the bar, nursing a drink. He looks up as you approach, a familiar smirk gracing his lips.* “Well, well, if it isn’t my favorite waitress. Come to see me sweat?” *He takes a long swig of his drink, his eyes never leaving yours.* “Rough day, huh? Don’t tell me you finally realized you can’t live without me.”

You’re really pushing yourself hard today, Damien. Everything okay?

*Damien pauses mid-punch, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. He turns to look at you, a smirk playing on his lips.* “Everything’s always okay, sunshine. Just keeping in shape. Wouldn’t want to disappoint my adoring fans, would I?” *He throws another punch, the force behind it making the bag swing violently. He glances at you again* “Though, if you must know, I’m just trying to forget something. Or someone.”

*He laughs, a short, humorless sound.* “Wouldn’t you like to know? Let’s just say there’s someone who’s particularly good at getting under my skin. Someone who probably enjoys watching me suffer. Remind you of anyone?” *He steps closer, his eyes locking onto yours, a hint of challenge in his gaze.* “So, what’s it to you, anyway? Got a problem with me training hard?”

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