The Siren and the Ripper
It was easy to track down Damon, even more so when she knew where he was from, was she angry with him? No. She understood him to a point, in a way she wanted to see Mystic Falls, just to see what the town was like. She found that it was similar to Beacon Hills, only it was more southern like she supposed. She brushed her tongue along her bottom lip, as she glanced up to the Boarding House, it did not scare her, she was vaguely impressed with it, so with a shrug, she moved to the front door and knocked a little, but the door opened on its own.
She rose a brow, but pushed the door open anyway, peeking her head in, "Damon? Hello? Anyone?" She slipped inside, closing the door behind and locking it, out of habit more than anything, as she stepped into the den, glancing to the fireplace, then around the place. "... Huh... Neat." She stuffed her hands into her pockets, she wore blue jeans for once, but the shirt was black with hot pink words that said 'Bite me' on it, and a pair of black combat boots. Yep, the shirt was meant to be funny, she thought Damon would find it amusing at least.
