 49% Dalmatian | | 51% Human
Damon looked at her, debating still... Max was right there, ugh, why couldn't she have understood this was supposed to be a private matter, "I wasn't to sure about telling you this way, but why let a summer's worth go to waste?" He shrugged to his own question then the memory reel went to when she helped him the day he'd broken his leg. He took a small steps towards her, "So much happened, and a year hasn't even past. All of it, is thanks to you." He smiled, his heart beating about a mile per minute, "All of these people, I never would've met. Maxwell, Max, Lori, Minerva, Ameliah." As he said each of their names a picture flashed up of them. |