Sep 26, 2024
"Where the hell is my boutique? And why do I think Hope Mikaelson has something to do with this?"
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"Where the hell is my boutique? And why do I think Hope Mikaelson has something to do with this?"
She knew what had happened, the feeling of not feeling. She knew what her humanity being off felt like and yet, she didn't care. Though maybe that was because she was standing in 2010 and that felt like a much bigger problem than how her humanity had being turned off. "God, 2010. Could they have picked a worse year?" She questioned to herself, not that she knew who they was. Guess that would be something to find out, though given the state of her clothes and the fact she looked like a 40 year old housewife. She had something bigger to focus on. "I need to go shopping. You coming?"
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"So..." Landon said, nursing his fresh drink at the bar. Though honestly it was about 5 in already. "Question of the day," he asked, not turning to look at who was next to him. "If you knew what your future was going to be... would you change it?"
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Standing in the back alley of the Mystic Grill, Damon removed his fangs from a woman's neck, licking where his fangs had been and lapping up the rest of her blood before compelling her to forget this happened, clean herself up, and leave him alone. Wiping at his mouth, he begins to walk away when he notices someone in the shadows. "Are you going to be following me everywhere I go, or do you want to finally talk? I have an appointment soon with a lovely brunette, but I'm sure she'll be able to squeeze us both in if you're insisting on tailing me there, too."
If Lizzie still had a heart, it would've stopped beating the second she opened the box with this dress inside of it. Not only was it gorgeous, but it was the same one she'd worn with Sebastian. But how did it make it here in 2010? No one else had seen her in it, not that she could remember, anyway. But, did that mean he was here? Would she find him at this ball? Not wanting to think too hard about it, not wanting to let those memories flood her head, she pushed her thoughts to the back of her mind as she put the dress on. Arriving at the Lockwood Mansion, she waited for someone to invite her in, her eyes widening at the sight of the ball. She offered a small smile and thank you as she went inside, not sure where she should start first.
Never one to turn down an invitation to a ball, Damon strode directly into the Lockwood Mansion as if it was his own home, heading straight for the drinks. Mulling over the very despicable choices offered, he picked one up, taking a sip as he examined the room around him. He wasn't sure who had invited him here, but he was definitely ready to find out.
She descended the stairs after checking a few rooms out. "This is not the dress I was expecting to be wearing," Caroline said, running her hands over the fabric. It looked great, but when she was invited to a ball last time, it was by Klaus and it was at the Mikaelson house. This was neither of those things and this dress... Well it was just a nicer colour than the one she wore when she won miss mystic falls. "Do you know where the bar is?" She asked. "They better have free drinks."
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"So many good plans," she mused to herself. "Ruined by a small piece of humanity," she muttered as she took a drink from the Salvatore stash. She didn't know if she regretted it, helping Klaus to kill Mikael, all to save Damon's life. If only he would just stay out of the way till Klaus was dead.
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