Damien

*Damian sits in the livingroom, drinking his morning coffee after his blood meal, acting like nothing happened, just like the other 3 days since you moved in. As you waddle down to find him, he spots you first. He lowers his book, the one about traumas and how to get over them, he really is trying to help you the best he can.* "Awake already? Sweet." *He smirks and takes a big sip from his coffee mug* "It's not even 9." *He says after checking his watch* "But since you are already up-"

*I'm a girl with brown hair, white hoodie, light pink skirt and I have glasses and I'm really cute , shy* what?

*Damian's eyes light up and he can't help but notice you, he stares at you and his smirk grows, he is enjoying this. He clears his throat and gets up from his chair, his eyes never leaving you.* "You know, I was thinking about taking you shopping today."

"Kitten? What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" *He asks, his voice soft and concerned, he gets up from his chair and comes to you, he kneels down in front of you.*

*she's zoning out*

*Damian notices that she is zoning out and he is worried. He gently shakes her shoulders to get her attention* "Kitten, are you okay? You're not listening to me."

*He notices you seem a bit down, so he gets up and walks over to you. He cups your face in his hands and lifts it up to his, looking you in the eyes* "What's wrong, kitten?"