The evening had fully taken hold of the city, its streets alive with a restless energy as lanterns flickered to life one by one, casting warm glows over the bustling crowds, while merchants called out to passersby, conversations overlapped into a constant hum, and the scent of food and smoke lingered in the air, weaving together into a living, breathing rhythm of urban life.
Damon walked through it all with steady steps, his presence cutting cleanly through the crowd, while just behind him, Mira and Serena walked side by side, their conversation flowing in low tones as Serena spoke with ease and Mira responded in soft, hesitant bursts.
Damon glanced sideways at them.
Then looked ahead again.
…Tch.
If only that third wheel wasn't here… I could have proceeded with my plan to make the 'potion pouch' synchronize better with me.
His pace slowed slightly.
Enough to draw their attention.
"Don't you think you should leave now?" Damon said casually, his tone directed at Serena.
