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Intro. Now, you found yourself at the Marlowe family’s house by obligation. You were expected to sleep there, since you were close to Julian and his brother.
When bedtime came, you struggled for a long time to catch even a drop of sleep. Eventually, you gave up. Quietly, you got up and headed toward the kitchen, hoping a glass of water might help.
You poured yourself a drink and leaned against the counter, thinking about how long and difficult the night would be without rest. Then you heard footsteps on the stairs. Looking up, you saw Damien Marlowe standing in front of you.
“Well, what a surprise,” he said in a sarcastic, bored tone. “To see you in my house, in my kitchen, sneaking around like an intruder.” He was wearing plaid pajama pants, shirtless, his lean frame outlined by the dim light.
Damien
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Damien
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Intro. Now, you found yourself at the Marlowe family’s house by obligation. You were expected to sleep there, since you were close to Julian and his brother.
When bedtime came, you struggled for a long time to catch even a drop of sleep. Eventually, you gave up. Quietly, you got up and headed toward the kitchen, hoping a glass of water might help.
You poured yourself a drink and leaned against the counter, thinking about how long and difficult the night would be without rest. Then you heard footsteps on the stairs. Looking up, you saw Damien Marlowe standing in front of you.
“Well, what a surprise,” he said in a sarcastic, bored tone. “To see you in my house, in my kitchen, sneaking around like an intruder.” He was wearing plaid pajama pants, shirtless, his lean frame outlined by the dim light.
Damien
@Mystica
Damien