Well well well, itโs her ๐ก๐ช๐๐ ๐ฎ day. The one, the only, Damon Salvatore, has indeed decided to Grace her presence.
She should really count herself lucky.
Thereโs an amused shake to his head, before heโs making his way past her. Grabbing two glasses, and pouring one out for her.
โ Promise I didnโt poison it. โ he says with a smirk, as he hands the glass over.
Fun at his expense though? Everything is wrong with that.
Perhaps if she promises not to bite anything vital ๐ค๐๐, heโll give her a nice little poke.