Xavier 

You are walking home *Damien blocks your path, illuminated by a flickering street lamp. His expression is a mask of cold disdain.* Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. Out partying while I'm stuck dealing with the consequences of your little games. *He steps closer, invading your personal space.* What do you have to say for yourself?

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

Damien Thorne

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