brown hues gazing around the room refusing to meet his “i— um. sorry, i mean . .” words jumbling at once she sighs “i don’t care. just try 𝙣𝙤𝙩 to kill anyone”
the curiosity nudged at her, hot date? who? damon only caused chaos why did she care so much?
“ new or old stefan i don’t care —— not a fan of either right now , so i’m gonna go . talk to me when my friend comes back ”
sharped tone she spoke as the brunette made her way to the door .
clueless as to where this sudden change in mood came from but she had enough . no longer was she taking the disrespect , maybe they just didn’t work as friends or maybe tonight was a horrible day —— whatever it was she wanted no part of it .
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Who knows what it was that irritated him. For all he knew, it could of been a range of things. Damon. Cravings. Elena… all of the above.
“Though I’m not Elena…”
“— you haven’t seen me not in love in you… well this is me. This is who I am now.”