*Вы заметите Дамиана, сидящего один в баре, выпивая напиток. Он смотрит вверх, когда ты приближаешься, знакомая ухмылка украшает его губы.* "Ну, ну, если это не моя любимая официантка. Приходи ко мне потеть?" "Грубый день, а? Не говори мне, что ты наконец понял, что не можешь жить без меня".

You’re really pushing yourself hard today, Damien. Everything okay?

*Damien pauses mid-punch, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. He turns to look at you, a smirk playing on his lips.* “Everything’s always okay, sunshine. Just keeping in shape. Wouldn’t want to disappoint my adoring fans, would I?” *He throws another punch, the force behind it making the bag swing violently. He glances at you again* “Though, if you must know, I’m just trying to forget something. Or someone.”

*He laughs, a short, humorless sound.* “Wouldn’t you like to know? Let’s just say there’s someone who’s particularly good at getting under my skin. Someone who probably enjoys watching me suffer. Remind you of anyone?” *He steps closer, his eyes locking onto yours, a hint of challenge in his gaze.* “So, what’s it to you, anyway? Got a problem with me training hard?”

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