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[Color=thistle]Time:[/color] Night
[Color=thistle]Location:[/color] On the streets walking home
[Color=thistle]Interaction:[/color] [@FunnyGuy] Damien


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The night was getting slightly chilly and Rose couldn’t help but pull her jacket closer around her. The slightest bit of unease tickled at the back of her mind, feeling as if someone was watching her. How night time could cause quite the paranoia. She wasn’t afraid of the dark, but even those who loved the night would admit that there were things in the shadows that made even the slightest fear rise in you. At the same time it made you feel silly, especially when the figure you saw really ended up being a rock or the pile of laundry you’d left on the chair in your room. Still Rose couldn’t shake the unease she felt and found herself glancing around every once and awhile.

She noticed someone walking towards her, but she tried not to think much on it. Lots of people walked these streets, less at night but it wouldn’t be unusual to come across someone. She pulled out her phone to change the song when the familiar voice hit her ears. She looked up quickly and her eyes met those of her ex boyfriend. [color=thistle]”Damien?...”[/color] She said as a flood of emotions hit her in rapid succession. First was shock at seeing him here, then came fear as she unthinkingly took a step back, but what she hadn’t expected was the tiny amount of happiness that she felt in seeing him.

Last time she had seen him they had both been heading down a very dark road. Things had been a little rocky between them. He had become obsessed with finding a way to bring his brother back and with that obsession came some major personality changes. Well maybe they weren’t changes if she were being honest, but it more amplified the negative personality traits he’d had. She began recognizing his manipulation of others and herself in ways that began to scare her. There may have even been some possessiveness of her that he was showing and she began to long for an easy way out. She’d be lying if she said her love for him had disappeared, in truth it didn’t, however, she began to realize that her own mental health was more important. When he began making plans to use a human sacrifice in a ritual to bring his brother back is what triggered the beginning of the end. He had instructed her to find the human to use and she began to desperately find a way out. It came in the form of her father requesting her and her sister to come home. She took it, didn’t say a word to Damien, and left the day the ritual was to happen.

Now here he was, standing right in front of her holding...were those flowers? She glanced at the flowers for a moment and then back to him, confusion clear on her face. He didn’t look angry with her. This brought the slightest hint of relief, but the worry was still there that he was upset. She found herself, despite everything, now stepping towards him and throwing her arms around him in a tight hug. [color=thistle]”How...What….When did you get here?”[/color] She asked him, finally letting go after a long moment. She looked up at him again, the smallest smile gracing her lips.