Damon checked on younger siblings before going to bed himself. He couldnt sleep though. His thought were fixed on the gala and the lie he was going to live. He began to think of what women he would meet and how they would react to him. Would one even be able to fall for him? He slowly shook his head. It wasn't possible, especially if they ever found out who he was.<br/><br/>His father had finished the meager meal and wandered off to the loo. Moments later Damon could hear him puking his brains out. He grumbled under his breath about the food wasted on the leech after his mother worked so hard on. It wasn't fair that she had to slave away herself for this man. A real man took care of his family after all. There was nothing to it, he made his decision and his fathers actions only encouraged and empowered him.<br/><br/>Back at the McAllister household, the family ate their dinner with few chances of small talk. Lord McAllister began naming off the families invited to attend their party. He was sure the evening would go off without a hitch.<br/><br/>(Maybe we could skip ahead a bit to where the meet? And im gonna sleep for a bit now. Cant really see what im writing now.)