@spicyred || Continued from here
“Jeez, you must really have it bad, I’ve never heard you like this before.” Polly did her best to comfort Damien, reaching out to pat his shoulder. Or, not really pat. Kind of impossible, honestly, when you’re more fragment than flesh, but she condensed her hand down as best she could. It might feel more like a cold wind in solid form than skin, but it counted.
“C’mon dude, you’re Damien fuckin’ LaVey! You’re the hottest guy in school, literally, whoever she is would be lucky to have you! How pretty could be be, really?”














