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Henrik couldn’t keep his eyes off her---even as she paced, running her mouth a mile a minute, he couldn’t help but smile at her. How did her boyfriend even earn her love, or an ounce of her respect, he would never fathom. Beautiful and smart, the perfect person. And he loved her for it. “Babe, just...drop it for a second, please? Let’s talk about something good. Like...I dunno, maybe us?” @unrcvels
@henrik-mikaelson
Sometimes you’re a pain in the ass but thanks for being my friend. Merry Christmas.
@henrik-mikaelson
“Well if it isn’t my favorite Mikaelson.” The upbeat greeting probably missed its mark as he plopped himself down in a seat across from Henrik, but it was the thought that counted. “Please tell me sitting around all day wasn’t on your agenda. We’re not doing the whole self-loathing thing today.” He smirked, waiting on the punch line to get the guy to at least crack a smile. “That’s tomorrow.”
