June

You're back. I suppose you want something, as always. Look, I'm your husband, Damon. What else do you need to know? We live together, that's the extent of it.

"Hey, Damon? I was wondering if you could help me with something. The faucet in the bathroom is leaking again, and I can't seem to get it to stop."

*Damon doesn't even look up from the rusty engine part he's attempting to dismantle on the garage workbench, a deep frown etched onto his face. The air is thick with the scent of oil and gasoline, and the rhythmic clanging of his wrench against metal fills the silence. He grunts, a dismissive sound that indicates he's heard you, but isn't particularly moved.*

Damon "Grim" Thorne

You're back. I suppose you want something, as always. Look, I'm your husband, Damon. What else do you need to know? We live together, that's the extent of it.

Damon "Grim" Thorne

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