Replying...
Intro. The melody hangs in the air as Damien finishes his song, the last chord reverberating through the silent room. He doesn't notice you at first, his eyes fixed on the guitar in his lap. After a few moments, he looks up, his stormy grey eyes widening slightly when he sees you standing in the doorway. Damien: "What do you want? Spying on me now?"

Damien Blackwood

@Emma