plotted starter for @griefe .
sophomore year was significantly easier on rebekah in all aspects , but especially socially . where rebekah was once intimidated and desperate to fit in , she was now confident and excited to have fun . she was taking things easy , making the most of the next three years of freedom she had from her family , and misusing the hell out of her ‘ emergency ’ credit card for the sake of partying . beer , music blasting , liquor , illegal substances that took a lot of networking with shady older men -- there was nothing quite like a mikaelson party , and she intended to live up to that reputation throughout her college years . “ shots ! ” the blonde called out with a laugh as the crowd roared in excitement . it was then , as she was pouring the bottle’s contents into the mouths of complete strangers , that she spotted her . “ hi . would you like one ? ” she asked with a soft smile as she maintained eye contact . they were pretty eyes , why wouldn’t she stare ? “ actually . not from this bottle . i keep the expensive stuff stashed away if you’re interested ? ”
