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»» ᴠ ɪ ᴏ ʟ ᴇ ᴛ // ᴏᴘᴇɴ **
sʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀʏ ᴏғ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ ɢʟᴀssᴇs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʀ, even though it was the busser's job she always cleared away any tables she could in between waiting tables. Feeling a presence, Violet sorted everything for the dishwasher and faked a smile. Inside she was panicking, because it was an important night for her manager.
“ I'll be with you in a moment, okay? ”
Marjorie had quickly discovered the only place that anyone ever was in Mystic Falls was the Grill. Though the venue wasn’t Marjorie’s top choice for places to spend her time she enjoyed being around all the people. She walked into the The Grill that night like any other night to have a drink when she noticed the bar was as filled as usual. Seeing a seat open she walked up glancing around. “Excuse me is this seat taken?”
» open ━ EDEN THOMAS ! ✧
standing in produce, early afternoon the day after the ball, eden could hear footsteps behind them. it made their nose twitch with annoyance. slowly, they set down a braeburn with a ding in it, stomach twisting at the thought of other fingers touching it. whether the footsteps belonged to someone approaching them or innocently passing by to shop, eden turned sharply and snapped, “i danced with the guy who died last night, so get away from me.” eden, a public space, and an unstable mindset, a combination they should have thought through before deciding to shop on a leisurely afternoon.
HER FINGERS TAPPED AGAINST the bar impatiently , leaning over to the point that she was almost on the table itself . her past few days had been spent in bored waiting , so now she found herself drinking herself to the bottom of the bottle . it was the one thing she knew would make the town interesting enough to bare . letting out a puff of air , she waved her empty glass in the air. ‘ i’m waiting . ’
nothing blew off steam better than a run, that was something mason had learned when he was a teenager. a decade and a half later, he was still practicing the same old coping mechanisms that he was back then. at least that had stayed the same, still brought him the same relief it did then. mystic falls had changed drastically since he’d last seen it, around seven years ago when his last visit was. he could get used to this if he had to. he was taking in the sights while he ran when he knocked into someone completely unintentionally. “whoa!” he stopped, out of breath and now feeling incredibly clumsy. “sorry about that.”
“i’m not gonna lie . . . i always thought it was some dumb sitcom trope. how easy and borderline ridiculous gen-eds can be?”
“but nope. i’m really out here getting a grade for taking a nature walk.”
“God, I’m sick of this town,” Nadia murmured to herself. Her head whipped over to a figure approaching. “What?” she snapped.
Children and their incessant need for such vexatious gatherings, though considering his sisters wishes he would not be one to say a word regarding his opinion on such things; they all needed their cover, admittedly Elijah would’ve preferred something else for his sister and something that didn’t involve needing to hold a party such as this but beggars can’t be choosers…or so the saying goes.
He’d chosen to establish himself in the quieter section of the house, hoping for little disturbances while he simply festered or did something of value with his time…of course hearing footsteps that seemed to evidently be foiling such a plan caused a little frustration though the original made it so his features weren’t to show such.
He stayed where he was, stoic in nature regardless of how human he acted for the sake of his appearance being kept. Allowing a smile that made him seem warmer than perhaps the truth was, pass his lips.
“I do believe the party is at the other side of the house.” his words were simple, he assumed the person to simply be wondering. Though he’d only know their intentions when they presented themselves.
