Oct 25, 2025
“ don’t you ever get tired of this? ” index finger gently flicks the crystal filled with caramel, button-nose scrunched up. her head gives a little shake at the bourbon —— it barely hit noon!! “ i mean, drinking this during the day is a stretch, even for a vampire, damon... ”
Damon’s mouth turned up into a lazy smirk, unbothered as the glass tilted against his knuckles from her little poke. “Nope.” He popped the ‘p,’ eyes sliding to her scrunched nose like it amused him. “Never gets old. Keeps the murdery feelings at bay.”
He swirled the bourbon, making a dramatic show of it. “You want me to stay handsome and nonhomicidal? Then let me have my coping mechanisms, princess.”