Damon was having a good time with his best friend Carlos when his phone rang all of a sudden.
"What?" he breathed into the call. The truth was that Damon wasn't in the mood for any of his mother's lectures this afternoon.
"I need you at the hotel" Mother dearest ordered like the commander she was.
"What for?" He was having so/much fun with Carlos right now.
"You'll know when you come…," she was still saying when Damon hung up on her.
What was that witch up to this time? The last time they had a normal conversation, she ended up setting him on what was his worst date in the history of his "singlehood".
"She may be that special one, you know?" Was her usual excuse and that marked the end of a normal conversation between them.
"I should go," Damon said to Carlos and he nodded approval barely taking his eyes off his phone.
