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-lyssa
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this is bourbonstud making the page for a friend. She will be new to here, but not to rp! welcome her and love her!!
-lyssa
Light My Candle || Closed
Rebekah Mikaelson was very unamused when the power had gone out. Her job as a journalist required her to use a computer at all times and she needed it to finish off her article.
The blonde had nothing to do with her computer out. So she took out all her candles very nicely, she could hardly see though as she reached into the drawer that she usually held her lighter in.
She moved her hand around in the drawer, turning to frustration when she couldn't feel it.
Rebekah slammed the drawer in anger when she gave up.
It had been a very stressful day already. Now she couldn't even light the candles to see.
All of a sudden her frustration and anger disappeared when she got an idea.
There was a very handsome man who lived in the apartment across the hall. Perhaps she could ask him to help her out?
Rebekah had always admired him as soon as she had moved into the apartment. He had dark hair and the most amazing icy blue eyes that she could just melt into.
The best part was that he seemed to be single.
Rebekah quickly grabbed her candle and walked out her apartment door once she navigated her way through the dark. She then knocked on the door and when it opened she spoke.
"Could you light my candle?"
❝ that idea sucks. though what can i expect when it's coming from someone like you? ❞
Rebekah had arrived to Woodstock dressed and ready to look for love. Not expecting to find anyone worth her time Rebekah was stunned to see one of the most attractive men she had ever seen in real life. His hair was dark and his eyes piercing blue. It took more than a couple of shots and hits of ganja for her to gather up the courage to speak directly to him but when she had she seemed both calm and collected. “Hello, sweetheart. My—-your gorgeous. Can I get a hug?” Nothing out of the ordinary considering the present era but boy did she owe Elijah big time for freeing her from that damned coffin.
Dangerous Threats {}{} +2
"I will turn this pathetic excuse for a dance, into a bloodbath. Watch me."
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