Damon Salvatore (everyonehatesme) wrote in westviewic, @ 2021-08-27 21:04:00 |
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It was odd to be himself again, but he wasn't complaining. He only hoped this time it would stick. He didn't want to go back to the depressing fog that sat in his mind when he had no clue what was going on. That and he didn't want to end up killing another neighbor. He just hoped no one would really notice the teeth marks on the older woman's arm.
After cleaning himself up and grabbing a bag of a few things, Damon was taking up the offer. Why keep living in this place alone when he had a perfectly good human alibi willing to house him? And, frankly, it was probably the closest friend - slash infatuation of his normal glazed over mind - Damon had made in a long time. He should probably try to hold onto that until he got back to Mystic Falls. Whenever that would be.
Though he was sure he was invited in before, he stopped at the door and knocked. Oh, right. He probably needed to come up with a good reason about the whole name thing...