Damien sat on the food of his hotel bed, hair wrapped up tightly in the towel, and steam rising off his reddened skin. He looked down at his phone and sighed. He should hear this from him. Not someone on twitter, not the news, and defiantly not Murdoc. God- he hoped Murdoc hadn’t told him.
More importantly, he hoped this didn’t fuck up their friendship. Damien cared about Stu a lot. And he knew Murdoc destroyed any relationship Stu had. He couldn’t do that with this one.. right?
[Text] So I just got out of my 3rd burning hot hour long shower and
[Text] So you know how I was out drinking well I ran into Murdoc
[Text] And one thing led to another, I yelled at him, he pushed me
[Text] And then things got heated and
[Text] Some drunk things were said and done
[Text] And not I dont know if I’ll ever be clean again.