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"I don’t remember anything about it except I was on my somewhere and then the next thing I knew, I was waking up like this." Elena explained, no memory of how she’d gotten like this coming to her at all. "Do you want to know how it feels being both older and younger than Damon, like fucking hell. Everyone else is going to have a party with this little mishap, which is why you’re my favorite ‘cause I know you want to make fun of me but you haven’t yet." Elena sighed, running her hands through the dark strands of her hair. "Biased or not at least now the world will know what a Petrova Doppelganger looks like aged out of her teens, seeing as how none of us made it much further than that."
"On your somewhere?" Bonnie raised a brow as her friend seemed scattered and forgot a word. "So this just happened? Do you remember who you came in contact with throughout the day?" She had to ask these questions to make sure she knew what happened so maybe she could fix it. "Eh. I don't know about that, I'm sure you'll get several of them pointing out how hot they think you are older than you were et cetera, et cetera. I think you're a littletoo worried about this." The witch chuckled and nodded. "Right. Well, here you are. And I will do my best to fix it, but if I can't it's not the end of the world, is it?"

















