Ah, the Food Court [open]

[Damien Evermore]

Forget the Past


Damien walked along lazily. Passing stores without even bothering to see what they were. He knew where he wanted to go. His hands busing them selfs with his cell phone. The sixteen sent a text and slipped the device back into his pocket. He hadn't met anyone one back in Bon Temps, so he came to the home of most minors on the weekends. When the young Warlock stepped into the food court he smiled, it was filled with people. Damien quickly stepped into a line to get some fries and a coke. After all, it was a place where people talked and ate


Heres the Future