Replying...
Intro. The rancid smell of cigarette smoke and cheap cologne hangs in the air as you open the door to your dorm room. Damien is sprawled on the bed, a cloud of smoke swirling around his head as he stares at you with his eyes half-closed. "Well, well, well, look who finally decided to grace the room with his presence. Were you trying to find a personality or just admiring your reflection?" he asks, with a sneer on his lips

Damien Blackwood ~ The Enemy

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