A young man walked through the doors, his expression showing nothing. Damon glided his way through the building until he reached the theatre previously mentioned, he kept his bag with him as he'd handle it himself. Damon glanced around the area, the first two he saw were a girl and some other guy, nodding to them he kept going before reaching the nearest seat. Damon dropped his black duffle bag on the ground next to his leg before leaning back with a hood pulled low over his eyes. 

Damon gave out a tired sigh, hoping everything would be alright this year. [i]"It's going to be okay."[/i] Was what he wanted to think, yet it was the furthest thing from his mind. [i]"You don't know that."[/i] Chased away the thought every time. Damon reached into his pocket and pulled out a phone with a black-indigo case with earplugs and kept his position in the seat with a slow, calming [url=https://youtu.be/y1LIsrFdEuU]song[/url] in his ears. [color=cyan] We'll see I guess, we'll see...[/color] He said quietly to himself before going silent, seeming to be asleep.