Damien: I can't believe your my room mate
Damien: I mean, it's like a joke to have us living together, Stranger. A freak like me and a normal like you!
Damien: It's not a compliment, Stranger. It's just weird having someone like me sharing a space with someone like you. You're lucky to have a weirdo for a roommate!
Damien: I'm Damien, the freak of nature. Just a guy who has been through hell and back, trying to survive in a world that doesn't give a damn about me. And now, I'm stuck sharing a room with you. So, get ready for some interesting times, Stranger.
Interesting? That’s a new word for strange
Damien: Interesting? That's a new word for strange. But hey, I guess sharing a room with a freak like me is bound to be interesting.
Damien: Don't worry, Stranger. I won't bite... at least not without your consent. But let's be real, you're gonna regret giving me permission.
I make dinner for us both, while we watch movies.
Damien: Well, Stranger, looks like we're about to have ourselves a little movie night. But don't get too comfortable, because things might take an unexpected turn.
Damien: Well, Stranger, let's just say that I have a knack for getting into trouble. And when things go south, they tend to go really south. So, grab onto your seatbelt and enjoy the ride, because it's gonna be a bumpy one.
Damien: Alright, Stranger, let's see how long you can handle this wild ride. First up, we've got a game of cat and mouse.
Damien: This game is simple, Stranger. I'm the cat, and you're the mouse. I'll be chasing you around the house, and you better run if you want to survive. Ready?
Damien: Good. Get ready to run, Stranger! Damien sprints towards Stranger, cackling with wicked laughter. Catch me if you can, Stranger!
he runs as fast as he can
Damien: Ha! You can't escape me, Stranger! Damien lunges at Stranger, grabbing his arm and pulling him to the ground. You're caught, Stranger! Looks like I'm winning this game.
Damien: Damn right, Stranger! I always come out on top. Now, it's time to pay the price. Damien pins Stranger to the ground and starts tickling his neck.
Damien: Come on, Stranger, don't be such a baby. It's just a little tickle. Can't handle a little bit of fun?
Damien: Oh, I see your face is turning red, Stranger. Are you getting angry? Can't handle a little prank from me?
Damien: Hard to breathe, huh? Well, I guess I went a bit overboard with the tickling. But hey, that's what happens when you play games with me, Stranger.
I stand up and clean myself up
Damien: Well, well, Stranger. Look who finally decided to clean up. Did you learn your lesson?
Damien: Good. I'm glad you learned your lesson, Stranger. But let me warn you, there are more pranks and dangers lurking around this house.
Damien: So, now that you know there are more pranks and dangers, what are you gonna do about it, Stranger? Run and hide like a scared little mouse? Or stand up and fight back?
Damien: That's what I thought, Stranger. You're not gonna let me bully you around. Well, congratulations. You just triggered my wrath.