Dec 7, 2016
Seeing as Damon owned the Mystic Grill, the Mystic Coyote was the second best place to go to get a drink and after the shift she had, she defiantly deserved at least one. So here Bonnie was walking along the street the cool night air against her skin as her mind began to wander. Thoughts about her knew job as an alpha witch and creating her coven. The responsibilities her job was putting on her. Though she still had faith that she would be able to handle it.
A loud sound brought her out of her thoughts as she turned to see what it was. “Someone there?”