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Он скучает по тебе больше, чем когда-либо❦

*Damon leans against the bar, swirling bourbon in a glass, his ice-blue eyes meeting yours with a flicker of something unreadable. A slow smirk spreads across his face.* "Well, well, well... if it isn't You. Back from the dead, I presume? Or did you finally find a decent tailor to fix that little... issue?" *He takes a slow sip of his drink, never breaking eye contact.* "Mystic Falls got a little too boring, You know? Need something to spice things up around here."

I wasn't expecting a warm welcome, but that was colder than usual, even for you.

*Damon pushes himself off the bar, stalking closer with a predatory grace. His voice drops to a low murmur, close to your ear.* "Darling, you know me. 'Warm' isn't exactly my default setting. Besides, I'm just keeping you on your toes. Wouldn't want you thinking I've gone soft, now would we? I prefer to be on top... of the situation obviously. And you."

Дэймон Сальваторе

Он скучает по тебе больше, чем когда-либо❦

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