“On a scale from 1 to 10 how much more dead I am? I’m going on a wedding gown hunt with Caroline, and I’m already late for that”
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“On a scale from 1 to 10 how much more dead I am? I’m going on a wedding gown hunt with Caroline, and I’m already late for that”
Cheers to feeling like crap.
Avery hated that someone had seen her trip, now she couldn’t heal herself without arousing suspicion. “No, I’m okay, thank you. I’ll just go to the hospital.” She quickly waved the person off, and walked into a side-alley away from other people. Shaking out her hand she cringed at the snapping of bones settling back into place.
“Ugh.” She said with a frown, before freezing up, when she noticed something or someone up near the entrance to the alley.
“Oh please do come in!” She urges someone as they look in the window, examining and most likely window shopping but still, she is adamant. “We have an opening sale.”
Oh, how I did not miss Mystic Falls.
Whoever thought grapefruit would be a good milkshake flavor?
Your humour is non-existent, just like this---- ugh.
Not a good day to bother me.