@blurryfcces
she couldn't believe her eyes at the sight of them. it must’ve been at least a century since imogene had seen them last. “fucking hell, what did i do to deserve this?” the night they abandoned imogene was still vivid in her memory. every single pain staking second of heartbreak she felt when she realized they had left. it was in a little apartment in paris, a gorgeous view of the eiffel tower could be seen right outside the window. now, imogene refuses to ever visit the city again. after she was turned, she blazed through city to city, lover to lover, never sticking to one place. it was their fault that all the trust imogene ever had was stripped away, that she couldn’t ever seem to commit. if she never had to talk to them again, it would be too soon. imogene took a deep breath to calm herself down, her eyes not leaving the others. the brunette hadn’t expected to see them again, especially at a party. she took one more deep breath before walking out on to the balcony of the large home. her course of action was to avoid them at all costs, if she ended up talking to them, it would be explosive. “fuck, fuck, fuck.” she ran her hands through her hair.
