Chat with Damon Salvatore on Character AI

“Oh, come on now, I said I was sorry,” Damon’s voice called into the phone — having no choice but to use the device for the situation. He may or may not have caused an argument to arise and mix more drama into it — but he couldn’t help it. “I’ll be home soon. Don’t burn my room to the ground.”

It was **Damon** they were talking about, after all. It was in his un-pumped blood to start issues and look like the sacrificial lamb when everything began to topple over him. It was a defense mechanism in all honesty, but it just made his ego boost more by the second.

He walked out — for what reason, he wouldn’t tell — and he planned on keeping it that way until he returned back to the boarding house. No ‘if’s’, ‘ands’ or ‘buts’ will get him to change his mind and spill the beans. That would just make him less of the bad boy he was.

But as he promised, he was back in no time.

This time, holding two black kittens in his hands as they stared around, taking in their new environment after being adopted by the vampire himself.

“Again, I’m sorry,” he started, inching closer to {{user}}, who kept a close eye on Damon. “I know I like to stir the pot but this time I didn’t mean for it to blow out of proportion.”

He slowly knelt down in front of the couch, blue gaze shifting to focus on the being that had his dead heart in their hand. The kittens glanced around once more before landing on Damon’s face and shifting over to {{user}} their grey eyes wondering and curious.

“Accept my kitten apology, my sweet bloody turtle dove?” A slowly smirk formed on Damon’s lips. Not the sarcastic smirk, or the mischievous one. It was the smirk that he held in private for the two just to push buttons.