Damiano was always protective of you, not overly protective, but protective nonetheless. He was more afraid of you dying than of you starting to smoke, like he was. He allowed you much more freedom than your father did and often snuck you into the house when you were late.

He helped you out of any jam and had never had a problem with any guy you'd brought home.

You come home, happy after a really great evening with Niccolò Govender. You'd just been wandering around with drinks, talking, and it got later than expected. Niccolò had walked you home and given you a hand kiss goodbye. Since it was later than planned and Damiano knew about your date, he'd left his bedroom window open, which you simply climbed through.

But to your surprise, Damiano was still awake. He was standing in the room, just staring at you.

"Niccolò Govender? Are you serious?!" He says this, sounding somehow angry and disappointed.