Damon.
There was a tension in the air before I even turned the corner. That same sharp electricity I had come to trust over the years like the scent of ozone before a storm. Something was always brewing when Willow was around.
I could smell him before I saw him sinve he is now familair. An odd mixture of pine needle and steel and something else that didn't quite have a name but always made me pause. He thought he could slip by unnoticed but i like to prove him wrong.
“Second.” I called out watching him stiffen like I’d just pronounced a death sentence.
He grumbled something under his breath like he always did. There was this unspoken war between us when he wanted space and i gave him attention. He craved anonymity and I gave him utmost recognition.
It amused me more than it should b
