The brothers exchanged glances, their eyes scanning Damon up and down before nodding at each other. "Mmh," one of them grunted, their drunken gazes settling on him.
Damon repeated himself, calmly but firmly. "Can you please keep the noise down? Just trying to rest."
The two brothers looked at each other again, then back at Damon. After a beat, one of them slurred, "Sure, man, sure. We'll do that."
Damon nodded, thankful that it had gone smoothly without any trouble.
He gave them a nod of appreciation, and they returned it, though still swaying slightly in their drunken state.
He turned and walked back to his room, hoping that would be the end of the noise for the night.
As Damon walked back, he paused for a moment to listen.
The house had finally gone quiet. He smiled to himself, relieved that his request seemed to have worked.
