Damon's Alice
As we continue to walk into the kitchen, one of the boys elbow the other, “Quit it, Leo.”
“Don’t do that, she’s our Luna.”
My eyes meet his as he looks down, ignoring how the words have slipped his mouth.
Luna? A familar word.
Damon clears his throat, “I thought you guys were in the woods.”
“Leo here, said he wanted some steak.” One of them replies, taking a bite of his toast while the rest of them chuckle, making me realise in the group of boys, there is a really beautiful woman sitting in between. Both of her eyes are hazel in colour which matches her light brown hair, she seems to be out of place, she looks mesmerising.
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