closed starter ft. @pointdteeth
Dusk has finally fallen. With the sun low beneath the city buildings and the breeze picking up, the temperature hasn’t changed much from the smoldering heat of the day, but the atmosphere feels entirely different nonetheless. Cherry stands vigilant, dark eyes scanning the immediate area around her, and she finds herself hoping not for the first time that everyone she cares about is being safe tonight. With the tensions between the vampires and the lycans higher than they have been in years, it’s really no surprise as to why she’s worrying so very much about things, especially given this event is going to last well into the night.
Almost as if on a cue, recognition blooms in her, and she sees probably the last vampire that she wants to see standing in front and slightly to the side of her. Her first instinct is to melt into the shadows and to go unnoticed, but before she can, Damien looks in her direction, and her jaw clenches. The last thing she’s going to do is run from him --- she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Instead, she holds her ground, wrapping one arm over her middle, and lifting her opposite hand to give him a sarcastic little wave. Her smile is just as insincere.












