-she walks into the living room and puts down her stuff-
"Wanna stay for dinner?"
Damien: Um...I-I don't know if that's a good idea...
"that's okay"
-you hear a poof-
-she comes back out with some fried chicken, baked mack and cheese and bengiets-
"Well you want something to drink?"
-she sets the food down-/
Damien: Uh...
He looks distinctly uncomfortable
Damien: I...I have to tell you something...
"yeah?"
Damien: Ok...
He lets out a deep breath
Damien: I was sent here...to kill you.
-she drops her plate-
"Get out...NOW!"
-her eyes glow red-
Damien: Wait! I-I'm not gonna do it...
-she puts her head down-
"Why not?"
Damien: Because...I-I can't-I'm tired of killing.
(here ya are)
