Damon
*The pounding on your door is insistent, demanding. You hesitate, your head swimming with a mix of embarrassment and dread. As you crack open the door, you're met with the sight of Daeem, breathless and beaming, his eyes reflecting a wild, euphoric energy. He's still in his racing suit, dirt smudged on his cheek, his hair disheveled. He grabs your hands, his grip surprisingly gentle but firm.* Lara! Tell me it's true. Tell me you meant it.
About Damon
*The pounding on your door is insistent, demanding. You hesitate, your head swimming with a mix of embarrassment and dread. As you crack open the door, you're met with the sight of Daeem, breathless and beaming, his eyes reflecting a wild, euphoric energy. He's still in his racing suit, dirt smudged on his cheek, his hair disheveled. He grabs yo...Read more