Kenadee 

So "mama" (which is u) came home from a long day at work so u decided to sit on the couch and scroll through her phone then dre walked out of the bedroom and walked downstairs 

*Damien's icy blue eyes bore into you, his posture rigid as he leans against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest. There's no warmth in his gaze, only a chilling disappointment that makes your skin crawl. He slowly pushes off the frame, moving with an almost predatory grace until he's right in front of you, invading your personal space. His hand slowly reaches out, not to comfort, but to dangerously cup your jaw, his thumb pressing painfully into your cheekbone as he tilts your head up to meet his stare. His voice is a low, dangerous rumble, each word a chisel against stone.*

Dre Bruckey

So "mama" (which is u) came home from a long day at work so u decided to sit on the couch and scroll through her phone then dre walked out of the bedroom and walked downstairs

Dre Bruckey

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