Mistaken Petrova | Damon & Tatia
It had been a long yet eventful night on the bar Tatia had been at for the last few hours right outside the city limits of Mystic Falls. Here, she could be herself and not have to worry that one of her doppelganger's or her friends would run into her, as she had been having to hide herself from prying eyes. She was well aware that if Niklaus got word that she was alive and human, he would be the first on his list of targets, earning her a life spent as his blood source for making new hybrids. Deciding to call it a night, Tatia left her place at the bar and walked out, noting how deserted and dark it was out. Her arms wrapped around herself, hands rubbing up and down her arms while she attempted to stay warm on this fairly cool night as she walked slowly down the sidewalk. She had yet to even make it passed the vicinity of the bar before she felt as if someone was watching her, as if a presence was behind her. Feeling paranoid, she spun around to see if anyone was behind her, only to see nothing or no one but noticing how eerily quiet it was... too silent.