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But you’ve been watching out for me when you didn’t have to. So, thank you. Stop being so nice. It makes me feel weird.
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K A T H E R I N E .
Fingers trace around the lip of the glass; the deep fragrance of i r o n from an all to preppy bookworm emanating through the estate, a familiar smirk tugging at her lips as she watched Stefan stop dead in his tracks. “I’ll never get tired of leaving you speechless.” Katherine’s legs cross, allowing herself to get comfortable. “Time has caused you to lose your manners, the least you could do is say hello.”
❛ Katherine. ❜ He should have recognized the source of his near downfall before she had entered the room but that had always been her effect on him; blind and utterly weak to her wiles. But not anymore. Not now that he’d ha a century of freedom from her hold and her lies. Hands clench into fists as he steadies himself, resolve steeling at his very core. ❛ That would imply there’s even a small part of me happy to see you. Why are you here? ❜
A S H E R .
“Is it because of the stuff I said about my dick? Dude, I’m sorry. Well, I’m really not but I want you to stop ignoring me so you can get me Mexican. Food, not chicks, though if there are chicks there….” Parched lips curve into an obnoxious grin
❛ Really? You’d think after all that I’d just go on and run errands for you? Should you be talking like that with your girlfriend just in the next room? ❜ He turns away to cant his head towards Bonnie’s general direction, papers and folders still in hand and a pen tucked behind his ear.
H A N N A .
“Yeah-” She answers with a forced smile, rising from the waiting room chair. A while. Recent life experiences hadn’t allotted for keeping up with old friends - a reminder to Hanna that she only made the time to visit when she needed something. “I, uh, me. I’m here for me.” He’d gotten right to the point, something she was grateful for - tired of people asking how she’d been doing out of pity or their own curiosity. Still, the idea that she still needed medical assistance, even after all this time, had been d i f f i c u l t. “I can’t sleep.”
Yeah. That was the one way to understate it but Wren had gone past the days of worrying too explicitly about problems that weren’t directly in his path. Too much and they take a hold of him and its his job that suffers, his patients who are thrusting their fate in his all too human hands. He smiles in understanding, gentle, delicate and welcoming; when has she ever come to him for anything else? Concern placates the calmness overwhelming his previous expression, hand gently reaching out to wrap around her arm while already steering her from curious bystanders and eavesdropping ears. ❛ I see. Would you mind talking to me about it for a few minutes? ❜
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caroline was a bit taken aback by how good looking her doctor was. outstretching her hand to take a hold of his she smiled, “i’m ready Dr. Kingston. let’s do this.”
❛ Splendid. Enthusiastic patients are always breaths of fresh air. ❜ He flashes her another friendly smile before shaking her hand and opening the door to his examination room for her, eyes falling back to the folder in his other grasp. ❛ So, any complaints today, Miss Forbes? ❜
‘i live here?’
❛ Since when? ❜
‘ and why should i lie? of course i am known as a liar, a manipulator of all kinds but when it comes to you, i don’t think i perceive lies, stefan.’
❛ You’ve done nothing but LIE TO ME since I met you all those years ago. How should this be different now? ❜
❛ Why di ––– ❜ The words are cut off as his hunger compels him, nearly stealing all his resolve if he hadn’t stepped as far away as he could from the source of the taunt, red hot liquid still teasing against his nostrils from the opposite side of the room.
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❛ Damon’s not here so I’m not sure why you are. ❜
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“Trust me, I can handle myself” she smirked “I’m out for a jog. Do I have to prove I can defend myself or are you going to run along?” Lydia had throwing knives tucked under her shirt and ready to go
❛ Wasn’t implying otherwise. ❜ A smirk is stumbling against quiet lips, the deadly hum in his veins drumming aggressively against his skin, twitching fangs ready to strike. ❛ Still –– bad things can happen whether you’re prepared for it or not. ❜
“well, i won’t complain about that.” a smile crept onto the blondes face as she left a small kiss on the mans fingers.
❛ So, it’s agreed then? ❜ He asks, only pulling his hand away so he could creep over her and pull her closer towards him. ( Even more than was humanly possible. ) ❛ We stay in. The world can survive without us for a day ––– or maybe two. ❜