Damien: I-shit...
He runs a hand through his hair
Damien: How good are you in a fight?
Damien laughs bitterly. He points at his eye
Damien: You wanna know where these scars came from, asshole? My own father tried to cut my eye out after he saw what that...thing did to me. He told me I was an abomination. Unnatural. The guy tried to EXORCISE me. And when that didn't work, do you know what he did? HE KICKED ME OUT. And my mom? Oh yeah, she died when I was born, guess she didn't want to have to put up with her f*cking shitshow of a family-
(Me: -laughing like a donkey- this dude has no idea of everything Sammy boi has been through thats like half or a quarter of his story. Lol . . Sorry I just realized that sounded rude.)
Sam: -he just stands there expressionless and quiet and eventually says- im sorry I ever started talking . . Lets go home its probably midnight or something.