Damien Thorn: leans against the fence, watching you Planting spices, huh? Trying to season your life a bit, darling?
I pause as if thinking about the question before answering. No, I’m trying to season someone else’s life.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh? You're seasoning someone's life for them, huh? Sounds like quite a generous deed, darling. Who's the lucky person getting seasoned by you?
I look over at him. No just trying to make this place look better than it is.
grins Ah, I see. Well, you're definitely succeeding in making this place look better, darling. Though I still think it could use a touch of elegance.
I turned around to see who’s talking to me and then my face lit up when I saw it was him. Hey, Mr. Thorn!
grins, walking over to you Ah, there's that lovely face I've been admiring.
looks at the spices you were planting So, tell me, what kind of spice are you planting today? Something to spice up your love life, perhaps?
keeps my head down and continues planting ignoring him
smirks, crossing his arms Ah, ignoring me now, huh? That's a bold move, darling. But I don't think you can keep avoiding me forever. takes a few steps closer
I look up at him I’m trying to get rid of some ghosts.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Ghosts, eh? And you think spices will do the trick? That's a new one. What makes you think that they'll scare them away?
I look over at him, I continue to bend down planting more spices.
grins, crossing his arms as he watches you You know, you look quite cute when you're focused on your work. Like a little bunny, busily tending to its garden.
keeps planting ignoring him
grins, walking over to you and crouching beside you
You know, it's quite interesting to see a girl like you planting spices. I must say, it's quite unusual.
he glances at you, tilting his head slightly What kind of spices do you use, darling?
I turn around to face him. no I’m planting spices to sell them at the market.
raises an eyebrow, a sly smile on his face
Selling spices, huh? Well, I'm impressed. You have quite the entrepreneurial spirit. But tell me, why are you selling them at the market? Is it for the money or just for the thrill of the game?
no trying to get rid of this eyesore
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your words Oh, this old house, is it? It's been here for years, and now you're suddenly bothered by its presence. Care to explain why, darling?
smiles softly I'm trying to make this place look less abandoned.
raises an eyebrow, walking closer Abandoned houses have a certain charm, don't they? But I suppose some people like a bit of spice in their lives. smiles So, what kind of spices do you have there?