✴ Damien ✴
The faint hum of my car’s heater filled the silence as I pulled into the parking lot of the youth center. Snow flurries danced in the air, adding to Wintervale’s already picturesque charm. The children’s Christmas event was just days away, and today’s meeting was crucial for ironing out the final details. My phone buzzed in the cupholder, pulling my attention for a moment.
"Damien, where are you?" Scarlett’s voice came through the speaker when I answered, her tone a mix of urgency and exasperation.
“I’m pulling into the lot now,” I said with a smirk as I imagined her pacing inside. “Don’t worry, Scarlett, I wouldn’t dare miss your carefully planned meeting,” I added teasingly. She sighed, but I could hear the smile in her voice.
"Just get inside. We have a lot to cover,"
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