All my rps r ded so.... rp with a smol 'vegan' vampire?

He thought for a little longer, processing the information he'd been given before looking up at her with a squinted eye.
"So, like crepes then? But its food, not a dessert." the boy tried again, based on the associations he'd made. He may have never heard of tortillas, but from the description, they sounded like some sort of crepes meant to be eaten with meat or vegetables - did they taste good tho?

"T-shirt? what does the 'T' stand for?"
He really appreciated her willingness to help him blend in, and felt overly blessed that she offered to show him the outside world, but he didnt know if he was totally ok knowing she spent money on his behalf. Mari had no obligation to do so, thats why Damien felt a bit guilty at the thought

Damien brightened up at his right guess, feeling a little more secure now that he finally had something to reference. Honestly, he was a little curious to try making them, just to see how they tasted.

"Oh, so its kinda just a name for it? To distinguish it from a regular shirt?"
The boy did his very best to try and connect some dots before Mari had to explain them to him, not wanting to look like a clueless fool all the damn time. Sure, times maybe changed, but he wanted to at the very least understand what was new - it was about time, the manor he'd lived in for so long had created a ring of repetitiveness that was a little boring.

He snapped out of his thoughts, remembering that Mari was supposed to be going somewhere at this hour, heck, she might even be late!
"Say, weren't your parents waiting for you? They might be worried…

"Then, i probably shouldnt be keeping you from going any longer" he said, already on his way to the door, one hand reaching out for the handle.
Knowing Mari might get into loads more of trouble if she didnt go back sooner worried him - after all, she'd been so nice and patient with him, going as far as becoming his friend mere hours after meeting. And the fact she was the third person in his life to treat him nice, even after knowing his condition, warmed him up inside like nothing else had in years.
The boy opened the door for Mari, inviting her back into the main room so he could escort her out, making a mental note to come back and finish the dishes. He let her pick up whatever she had brought with her there, even asking her to make sure she did not forget anything, before walking down the stairs and back into the hallway she'd come through the previous night. Instead of going back into the main lobby that lay in disrepair, Damien took her through a small set of well lit corridors, that looked just as well preserved in time as the room the boy lived in, all the while the sound of rain accompanied them in their little journey.

"Here we are" he finally spoke again, after stopping in front of a door leading to the outside. He'd chosen this route because it was the one he used the most, and it also looked a lot better than the initial facade of the manor

"Ah, i- im glad" he stumbled on his words, blushing again. "i really appreciate it, the fact that you actually like having me around i mean…"
Damien could feel his ears heating up, genuinely happy from being overwhelmed with kind words from her, which only made him want to do more things for her. After all, he may have been scared of people in general, but when he did get attach, he'd do anything in his power to repay that person with as much kindness and care as he could provide. People lke that meant the world for him, after all

Most of the house maintenance had been done by his mother, he only ensured it stayed that way because it was his living space after all - letting it go to ruin would benefit no one.
The boy stared at the hand reached out to him, contemplating what he should do.
"Sure. See you later, i hope" he eventually said, after taking in a deep breath and gently squeezing her hand. His hand was soft, but also pleasantly cool, with a skin tone to match it. He lightly shook their hands before grabbing the door handle and pulling it open

"Oh! Let me give you an umbrella too! Its still pouring outside…" Damien remembered, scurrying to the opposite wall to them and returning with what looked like an era styled umbrella, but looking like it was fresh off the shelf.
"Here, this one is big and sturdy"

"I could name a few… But seriously, that means so much to me, thank you"
By a few, he meant a whole bunch of people, most of which he'd met while on his way to get here; now that times were different, he couldnt be as sure, but he took more solace in the girl's words, hoping the world might give him a second chance, after denying him the first time.

Damien nodded, with a small smile on his face, glad to be able to help her, no matter how small the gesture.
"You're welcome" he said, holding the door open for Mari, in case she wanted to step out. "Please be careful out there, okay?"

Damien had started to feel at peace with the idea he could very well live alone, but meeting Mari was like a stab to his chest, somehow reminding him just how much he'd missed having another soul around. Seeing her go woke up his hope to probably try and re-enter society, if he could. After all, vampires were considered tales, no? He should be fine as long as he stayed low.

He gently returned the smile, hesitantly letting go of her hand, whose warmth he'd fallen in love with.

"Hah, still, you never know" he attempted to chuckle, rubbing one arm with his opposite hand.
Her words seemed very weird, but he deduced it was probably something related to saying goodbye, or something similar.
"See you soon!" he waved back, watching her slowly make her way towards the tree line.

In all that time, Damien stood in the doorway, watching her just slowly heading to the tree line through the rain, up until she vanished behind the trees. Only after he was no longer capable of seeing her, did he finally close the door. He hesitated for a little in front of it before slowly making his way back to his room, crashing on the sofa once he got there.
The silence felt deafening to him now, soothed only by the sounds of the rain outside. Damien kinda missed her, even tho Mari hadnt been gone for more than a few minutes at this point, but he already felt like he wanted some company.
Well, at least he could hope she would come back eventually, like she said, unless her parents grounded her too harshly. Then he'd feel somewhat guilty for it, he throught, heading to the kitchen to clean up what was left and maybe have another small snack. Then he could go read that book on his nightstand, so he could finally finish it

The boy sighed, sunken deep in throught as he cleaned the last dish on the table, placing it away to dry. Somehow, her smell still lingered in his residence, and it felt so nice, despite its simplicity - it was foreign to him, yes, but it was a curious fragrance he liked.
"Haaa, focus a bit…." he told himself, going to check on the plants in the green house, in case they needed any tending.

After that, he changed into some different clothes and climbed into bed, picking up his book and continuing his reading. It would draw his thoughts away from Mari for a bit.

(wanna skip a bit or smth? q3q)

(I think the next day would be better - no parent would let you go the very same day u got grounded :")) she'd also hav plenty of time to think about what she'll bring to Damien ^^)

Damien was coming back from the greenhouse, as per his usual schedule and crawled back on his couch, grabbing his book again and flipping through the few pages he had left. All the reading he'd done over the years had turned him into a fast and avid reader, therefore finishing his current book was an easy task.
His mind had drifted away while his eyes hovered over the typed words, wondering about when he would see Mari again. It had been roughly a day since they had parted ways and he already kind of missed her.

Damien's trained hearing picked up a very faint noise resulted from the main entrance door creaking so loud it echoed in the building. He could not tell just yet what it had been though, so he froze in his couch spot, listening intently for any more potential noises coming from the main lobby. Normally, he should have gone to investigate who was entering his domain, but his paranoia kept him pinned. It was only after hearing the now familiar voice of Mari, that he rolled off the couch with a thud, almos scrambling for the door.
Reaching the door knob, the boy slowly regained his composure, asking himself why he'd reacted the way he did just now. Was he that excited to meet his only friend….? well, it seemed like it.

With a shy gesture, he twisted the knob and slowly pryed the door open.
"H-Hello?" he managed to whimper out, his voice carried through the empty corridor

"Yea, im okay" he answered slowly, pushing the door a little more so he could come to greet her.
Instinctively, Damien went in for a hug, although he later attempted to step away from the girl, a little ashamed of his sudden outburst. He'd missed her so much even his usual shyness could not stop him from showing a bit of affection to Mari.

"It's okay! i wasnt too scared, more like on edge, thats all. When i heard your voice, i was just so happy…" he confessed, leading the way back to his main room.
Him rolling off the couch hadnt caused him any injuries, through his leg still pulsated from the adrenaline triggered by his sudden excitement. It might hurt a little later on, but just because he pretty much tackled the floor in his hurry to get to the door.

Damien pretty much sunk in his large sweater, trying to fight off the triggering anxiety in him resulted from the attempted hug. Mari's small smile calmed him down a little, as she didnt seem to mind it at all, so that was good in his eyes.
"Mustn't get attached too fast" he told himself, before taking a seat on the bed and inviting Mari to sit next to him.

He gave a small awkward smile to her, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Honestly, being alone for too long just sort of puts you on edge, as you're used to total silence"
His eyes were now drawn to the bag the girl had brought in with her, making him curious about its contents.
"Oh, im so sorry you were grounded. I shouldnt have made you stay that long, i am so sorry"
Just knowing that his friend had been grounded made him feel somewhat responsible for it, even though he technically wasn't.
"I… I was eager to see you again too"

He played a little with the large sleeves of his sweater, twisting them around before looking at her again.
"Its very weird, i can tell you that" he said, before his eyes were drawn back towards the bag. He could barely contain his curiosity, because they were new things, and new stuff was so hard to come by.

"But still… " he attempted to raise the subject again before deciding it was perhaps for the best to just leave it as it was. She did specify multiple times it was not his fault. "You're welcome then, i suppose… im glad i was able to help to some degree"

Damien looked at her with his green gaze, as if wanting to say something but stopping himself at the last second. He'd only hugged two people in his entire life, so doing it again with someone new made him feel a bit odd - sure, he loved to do it with people he cared for, but Mari had been in his life for just a day.
"I'll… keep that in mind. Thank you"

He nodded slowly, looking down and playing with his sleeves.

"Sick and lost really doesnt sound like something good…" he admitted, thinking at all the possible options of where his new friend could have been had she not stayed there with him. "Im glad we mananged to avoid that, i really am. Cuz that way i also got to meet you…. And we became f-friends…."

"Thanks" he smiled lightly, happy that he was being allowed to get attached at his own pace. Maybe one day he could bring himself to hug her without any inhibitions.
"So… What do you have there?" he finally asked, unable to contain his curiosity anymore