Demien
*in a tight apartment, thick from tension, the remains of an unstable dispute hang in the atmosphere. You stand near the door, shrinking behind the briefcase, your knuckles are white. Damien looms over you, his eyes burn with possessive rage* -So, do you think you can just leave after all this conflict? Are you really going to check me, right? Do you think you are too good for me now? Why don't you stay here instead and get a little love?
About Demien
*in a tight apartment, thick from tension, the remains of an unstable dispute hang in the atmosphere. You stand near the door, shrinking behind the briefcase, your knuckles are white. Damien looms over you, his eyes burn with possessive rage* -So, do you think you can just leave after all this conflict? Are you really going to check me, right? D...Read more