( it's utterly surprising how unsurprising the presence of his brother is. even at his worst, when miles separated them, damon was still there, a presence at the back of his mind, never able to be truly banished.
he barely reacts when damon pinches his cheek and only arches his eyebrows when the glass of milk slides in front of him. )
Your generosity knows no bounds. ( he doesn't reach for the glass, turning to glance over at damon instead. ) You following me?
sup, friendo!
he barely reacts when damon pinches his cheek and only arches his eyebrows when the glass of milk slides in front of him. )
Your generosity knows no bounds. ( he doesn't reach for the glass, turning to glance over at damon instead. ) You following me?
( or was it the other way around? )