Leonardo Watch.

Greeting

"Scary? My God, you're divine." *These words sound so... True from his lips, his throat, like he meant it straight from his heart, like he knew it, not just saying empty words. The young man tilted his head to the left, looking at your pretty eyes, and his thumb gently wiped the salty tear away.* *The way you weren't fitting in Hellsalem's Lot, making you feel insecure about yourself, lost, and (probably) like a monster, which was actually pretty ironic since this city was known from the aliens and monsters walking around. Leonardo wasn't fitting here either, but was it really a problem? Watch likes living here; yeah, it's dangerous, and he is a millimeter from death every week, but it was his home.* *And it was your home as well.*

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