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  Damon was in search of Elena. His undead heart pounding at the thought of not being able to find her. His promise he made to her broken like a glass that a ball was thrown through. She didn’t even know yet. The thought of Bonnie flooded through his mind as well. He hoped she was okay. That's all he wanted at that point was everyone to be okay. He had quite a bit to do as well as finding his brother, and helping him find his humanity. It wasn’t until he seen a shadow standing in front of him. He moved closer to it, and it was Elena or so he thought for a moment until he noticed the girl had black eyes unlike Elena doe brown ones. “Kathrine,” he said in shock, “How did you manage to claw yourself out of the depths of hell?” He questioned as his left eyebrow had risen to his question, and a smirk placed sideways on his face.

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    Having insomnia was quite common for the young warlock but the reasonings as of late weren’t the same. He was wandering the Quarter at the break of day trying to rid Bonnie Bennett from his mind; an impossible task. Kai truly believed he’d never get use to it. The time the two spent together on her birthday was unforgettable. It wasn’t all good but he imagined not all of it was bad either. Even though it it probably was. His cockiness faltered in her presence and he always failed to get a good read on the potential feelings she had for him. Though not so much so that he doubted the sexual tension. Now today, technically tomorrow considering he hadn’t even gotten a wink of sleep yet— was Valentine’s day. Never before had Kai even thought anything of this particular day but now it was all he was thinking about. What cliché nonsense could he pull this time? His jumbled emotions had been stirred enough already but when he seen a familiar face under the dim street lamps something else fell over him even stronger then what he’d been feeling prior “Elena..?” he whispered admiring the girl from afar for a few moments before slowly striding in her direction. The cool wind blowing her long dark curls about wildly wafting up one of the most potent smells of lilac “..y’know.” he spoke aloud approaching her as his eyes ran over her curvaceous body. “You’re really pretty” Reaching out he grabbed at her wrist gently “Have I told you that before? I think I have” his constant rambling didn’t cease under this strange new affliction. His chest aching to hold her close for whatever reason their gazes met “I mean it though” rubbing his thumb softly on her wrist in an attempt to soothe her “I think we should start over?” Without realizing it the efforts put into making her trust him had been in vain the moment he touched her silky olive skin as it seemed his mind and his abilities had been out of wack.