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@betxed
“Jonah!”
Hope jumped on her brother’s back, clinging to his shoulders. She had barely had chance to see him all week, what with classes starting back up and all the excitement of the descendants coming back. Not to mention she’d already managed to land herself a heap of extra work for being her usual self in classes, which teachers for some reason found rather annoying.
“Did ya miss me?”
@betxed | continued
“But once you get up, there’s no getting this comfyness back. How about you just hold it for like, ten more minutes?”
( @betxed )
She was really getting frustrated with the rumors of new people in town. Every time someone new came in, something bad happened. She just wanted to live with her friends and be happy. But naturally, that wasn’t in the cards.
Caroline spent hours arguing with her friends over what their next move should be. Of course she was volunteered to get details. If Damon Salvatore wanted to keep his tongue, he should shut up. More arguing and her job still hadn’t changed. Get details. Be friendly. Do that thing that you do.
It wasn’t hard for her to track them down. She ran into one guy on her way into the Grill for lunch. “Oh! I’m so sorry.” She paused, pasting a smile on her face as she tipped her head to the side. “You must be new here! I’m Caroline. Welcome to Mystic Falls!”
❛ are you feeling whiskey or wine ? ❜ she’ll peer over her shoulder as brows rise, a gentle ( almost even coquettish unbeknownst to her ) smile adorns pale lips as umber hues settle on the other girl’s form. though her gaze returns to the cabinet after a moment, light brown tresses falling over her shoulder as her head cants slightly; and soon enough she’s decided on taking whatever alabaster hands can carry to the living room. ❛ know what, something inbetween sounds even better, ❜ she muses as lithe limbs slowly but surely carry what bottles she could handle to the living room before setting them down on the coffee table. they did NOT leave their friends at the bar to NOT get drunk at home, at least that’s the impression she’s under ---plus, who better to drink with than her best friend? | betxed
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“So, are you going to that party tonight?”
