"Oh, it's just you", she turned her attention back to the clothes on the bed.
"I love how happy you get whenever you see me", Damon said sarcastically, leaning against the doorway with his arms folded.
"Shut the door, I'm practically naked".
"I don't mind". He smirked.
She grabbed a shirt and threw it intending to hit him, but he caught it before it could.
"Close the damn door".
He closed it obediently and walked towards the bed. "You want to tell me why your clothes are all over the place?"
She went through the fallen pile again. "I can't find the dress you bought me".
"It should be there. Hold on". He walked to his suitcase and dug through it. "Why do you need a dress right now. We're not going anywhere fancy".
"Have you seen how sloppy I looked in comparison to everyon
