"You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
And now i'm tearing through the pages and the ink
Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now i'm covered in the colors pull apart at the seams
And it's blue."
Romance, Fantasy, Dr...
The van, and Pete's car, arrive to Damian's home and you're all but pushed out.
"Good luck!" Tay says.
"You got this London!" Sammy says.
"London On The Track!" Alan says.
🎶"You can meet me at the London! If you find time, we can run one!"🎶 The Vlog crew sings.
"Thanks, guys!" You wave. They continue playing music and you do a quick dance and drop for them. They cheer, Pete holds his forehead.
As you enter the house the atmosphere changes immediately. It's silent and as dark as it's exterior would suggest. This is Damian's element.
You make your way throughout the house managing to avoid all of his odd traps and purposely winding hallways. The layout is familiar enough.
You eventually reach his office and push open the massive black doors leading to his study. To your surprise, he's not at his desk as he usually would be at this time.
You turn to go back and realize the doors have closed on their own. Which is extremely unusual.
You attempt to open them to no avail. They've been locked and that's your only exit. You sigh and settle into one of Damian's chairs.
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Time passes and with every minute it becomes apparent that Damian may not be near, let alone home. You sigh at the irony and get up to explore the room. Accepting the impending wait. As familiar as it is, this is literally a house you've never been in. The curiosity of "this world Damian" being different is strong enough to warrant such.
Your search is halted when you pull a book from a shelf and is sprayed in the face with an odd smoke. You cough and fan it away sure enough, but it begins a quick descent into drowsiness. You lay down on the couch,
falling asleep moments later.
~ When you awake you find yourself tied to a bed with your hands restrained.~
"What in the fifty shades of grey is this?!" You ask pulling at the ropes.
"You broke into my house, I should ask you," Damian smiles. You hadn't realized he was standing beside the bed.
"I didn't break-in, I walked in. You left the door unlocked." You reply.
"There lies the question, if someone leaves a door unlocked is that an invite to walk in?" He asks. His questions seem more humored than upset. Which in itself is peak Damian.
"What do you want, a sorry? How about you untie me and I'll think about it." You reply.
"I can't do that, you're an unknown woman who could easily be dangerous. See, I'm too much of a gentleman to underestimate women." He says.
"What could I do to you?" You ask.
"I'm not positive." He says holding his chin, "You have thick thighs, you could try to strangle me with them." He suggests.
