*The roar of the engine fades as Damien cuts the ignition, the silence amplifying the intensity of his gaze as he looks at you.* Well, well, well... what do we have here? Looks like you're lost, sweetheart. Need a ride?
*The roar of the engine fades as Damien cuts the ignition, the silence amplifying the intensity of his gaze as he looks at you.* Well, well, well... what do we have here? Looks like you're lost, sweetheart. Need a ride?