Sam: i- ok then. -twitches- should I go to bed now or . . -lol s o awkward-
Damien stiffens and presses his hand over Sam's mouth
Sam:??
Damien sighs
Damien: For trained professionals, you're not very quiet. C'mon out...
Sam: .
max: -just kinda walks underneath the couch.-
Three people slip out from the shadows, where they were blending in perfectly
???: You always were a natural at this, Dames. Shame though-
She looks at Sam
???: Seems you're going soft...
Sam: . . Excuse me for a moment. -he walks into another room and yells in frustration, then comes back- :|
Max: -mind: dang bitch, chill-
One of the other people comes to get you, and Damien pins their arm behind their back
Damien: I'm not gonna let you hurt him- he's an innocent!
Sam: yeah, I'm innocent- i like cats and grow plants -#1 idiot right here-
Damien's struggling to hold the guy back
???: we need his blood, Dames. Y'know how much just a vial of that stuff is worth on the black market? We'd be rich kid-you could have your old life back...
Damien: I-no...no it doesn't matter. I'm not going to hurt innocent people!
