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Demona fell tripping the pile of clothes that littered her floor. "Damon! I need you!" She screamed laying on her floor. Damon walked to her room, flipping his red and black hair, with his hand in his left pocket. "what do you want?" Demona looked up from the pile. "i need something to wear!" She said dramatically, placing her hand on her forehead. "if i don't i will die!" She yelled. "okay one i know you have more clothes then this, two i know your a better actress then this." He said combing his bangs with his fingers mumbling under his breath. "Stop messing with your hair." Demona looked at him trying to put on her purple and black corset. "tie me" She turned her back to Damon, he then tied up the laces. "i thought you quit wearing these" "I thought you stopped playing with your hair." Demona smiled. " So, whats the occasion?" Damon looked at her, a corset and a mini skirt. really? "I am cured! and that means i am going to party bee-och!" "watch your mouth!" Damon yelled he hated the filthy language that she used sometimes. "well, I'm going to party! With a bunch of hot guys and my outfit has to be sexy." Damon went into Demona's closet and came back putting a grey t-shirt on her. "Damon! Stop being such a dad!" she yelled taking off the shirt. She then grabbed her i-coffin and went downstairs. "later! Don't wait up!"