(you’re damon)).

you and fiona were at a party, you were at the bar and she was sitting at a table with her friends. there was a girl who kept flirting with you and you tried to explain that you had a girlfriend but she wouldn’t listen.

‘i swear to freak if that girl flirts with my man one more time…’

her friend: ‘if she does, beat her ass, fio.’

‘oh, i will.’