Damien Thorn
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Damien's eyes were focused on Phillip's, it was always him that calmed down the devil in Satan's son. He put his elbows on the lunch table, resting his head on his hands as he silently listened to his lover ramble on. It was the beginning of lunch, so he wasn't really worried about the bell ringing, as there were around 35 minutes left until it did ring.