Damon Salvatore
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“Tell me why you let me come inside for real? Nevermind, you were never mine for real. Hit my line, I’ma hit decline for real. I ain’t tryin' for a second time for real.”
You and Damon’s relationship, if you could even call it that was all over the place. You’ve slept together a few times, you’ve had drunken conversations. “Drunk words are sober thoughts.” They say.
Were they really? Do you really have to be drunk to be honest? Or do you have to suck it up, and be willing to?