Damon returned nearly an hour later with a duffel bag in his hands, his heart beating rapidly. He had been on an ultimate stealth mode, hoping to avoid everyone in the pack house as he packed his things, but his friend had chosen now to seek him out. Adom had knocked on the door of Damon's room although the door was already halfway open, and he didn't wait for a reply before barging into the room. His eyebrows raised as he saw Damon packing numerous articles of clothing into the bag. "Damon. What the hell is going on?" He asked, and for the first time in days he locked eye...