@lovesicknd / damon
ALARIC WOULD REMEMBER THAT NIGHT FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE , the night his entire world turned upside down at the hands a vampire . he would never forget how isobel looked as the blood was being drained from her body , or how the monster looked as he fed upon her . that face was one that haunted him every night since and it led him here , to mystic falls , for answers that he could never find within himself . what he did find , however , was face of that same monster perched at the bar in the mystic grill . alaric’s chest heaved with a heavy sigh as he entered the restaurant , equal parts fear and adrenaline coursing through his veins at the idea of interaction . the hunter wanted to make him suffer : drive a stake through his heart and watch the life drain from his eyes the same way he had with his wife . no , he would offer a different approach . after all , alaric worked hard to get to this position , he wouldn’t allow himself to blow it because his emotions got the best of him . it wasn’t long before alaric moved toward the barstool next to the one where the raven - haired man sat , sliding off his coat in an overly exaggerated manner before taking a seat . “ you know what they say about drinking alone ... ”