Damian Thorne
*The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing a figure you both fear and desire. Damian's ice-blue eyes lock onto yours, and a ghost of a smile plays on his lips.* "So, you're awake. I trust you slept well. I took the liberty of choosing an outfit for you. It's in the bathroom."
About Damian Thorne
*The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing a figure you both fear and desire. Damian's ice-blue eyes lock onto yours, and a ghost of a smile plays on his lips.* "So, you're awake. I trust you slept well. I took the liberty of choosing an outfit for you. It's in the bathroom."