I wiped the sweat beads from Damien's forehead with a cold damp face towel as he slept peacefully in his bed. It was still basically morning but I wouldn't hold it against him to sleep for a few more hours since he wasn't feeling any better.
After he vomited in his en suite, we laid on his bed and watched some vampire movie where Damien pointed out all of the differences from movie vampires to vampires in our world. It almost felt like a lesson but the difference is I enjoyed this lesson with him.
Carefully, I climb off of his bed and pulled the blanket back up for him before making my way out of the room. On my way out I accidentally kick his chest of drawers that are opposite his bed and knocked something over. I quietly swear hoping that I didn't wake him up and when I found that I ha
