A SUMMER VACATION TURNED ALL THE MORE SWEETER
{A private original roleplay for SayuriKitty and Gaahl}
Daemon Bonfiglioli alked home practically in tears, but he had been through far too much hardship to actually cry. He had been verbally abused by the posse of jocks that were intent on ruining his summer vacation. Daemon was a bit of an easy target; he often wore spike wristbands and t-shirts for death metal bands as opposed to the norm, which was backwards baseball caps and pants sagged below the ass. He opened the door to his home and slammed his backpack down on the kitchen table, taking his seat at a chair. He whipped out his cell phone and decided to call the only person who he knew could heal him now...








