Damon let out a sigh. He waited a moment longer, let out an exasperated breath, and activated his tattoo to log out. If everything worked out, these next 12 hours would be the last few hours his family ever spent in the outside world for a good while. He wanted to spend that time with them and, more importantly, ensure that nothing went wrong at the last minute.
Damon teleported in front of his room at the same spot where he had logged in, and almost immediately, he could hear the loud arguments inside his parents' room.
"What happened now? Did I run away or something? Aren't I right here? Why the hell are you interrogating me like I am some sort of criminal?" Georgina was shouting at the top of her lungs.