@hersorrow gets a rebekah starter just because .
freedom wasn’t quite as satisfying as rebekah recalled. decades had passed, the world was an entirely new place, and yet she remained frozen in the same bloody cycle as she’d been in for centuries. following niklaus’ lead. creating and chasing down enemies that she had no interest in forming. constantly proving her loyalty to a family who didn’t give a damn about her. niklaus and elijah had each other-- that was all they ever needed. that evening, rebekah was taking her life into her own hands by expertly lying to her brother about her whereabouts. she had a working list of deceitful reasons she would accept niklaus putting her back in that coffin over, and a stupid high school party was nowhere on it.
it wasn’t surprising that the blonde stood alone, a red cup filled with a tragic excuse for ale in one hand as she watched the crowd. the evening wasn’t so much about her creating a scene as it was studying the way others did. they were so alive. so careless. not a thing stopped them from being happy and having fun. she relished in their ability to be so human until the other girl interrupted. “relax, elena. i have no intention of eating any of your peers tonight. i much prefer something a little more...pure.” teenagers with drugs and alcohol pumping through their blood was hardly her idea of a michelin starred meal. “you can carry on with your little party. i was just leaving anyway.”
