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surprxsebxtch replied to your post “Usually when people talk about nightmares it’s all horror movie blood...”

same thing legit happened to me 2 nights ago :// It sucks I know :( - hands cookies and allows you to stay in bed all day -

Aw thank you dear. I’m just glad that somehow my brain knew to think of my best friend to help. XD *hands a cookie to share*

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       The ‘party’ at the Lockwood manor was not as interesting as Katherine had originally hoped for- it was mostly due to the fact that neither the Salvatore’s nor Elena had arrived yet, so there was none for her to torment. She grabbed a glass of red wine from the tray in the waiters hand and only then did she stop walking for a moment, a feeling of someone’s eyes on her crawling it’s way up her skin. She was familiar with their scent. “Why do I get the feeling you’re following me?”

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It had been awhile since she’d ventured this close to the road when shifted, but desperate times and all that. Thankfully in this form it was easier to shut out the pain and continue travelling, putting as much distance between herself and the one who has shot her as she could. The thought of changing back into her human form hadn’t even occured to the shifter yet, first she would have to find somewhere safe to hide and head. 

Forced steps faltered, large huffing breaths escaping between large canines as the jaguar’s body slowly crashed to the ground beside the road. It was dark out making it hard to tell where the pull on unconciousness began and the natural darkness of the night began. She couldn’t afford to shift back now, bullet wounds were reported in hospitals and she was a horrible liar. Moments passed by and the were-shaman wondered if this was the end, labored breathing evening out as the last shreds of conciousness left her. 

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Coffee. Caroline needed coffee. She’d been up since the crack of dawn and even though she was a Vampire she still held on to a lot of what made her human, and one of those things was her insatiable need for caffeine. On her way to Stefan’s she picked up two cups and had already got through half of hers as she walked through the door. Flicking her hair over her shoulder she put the  other down.

    “ Remind me again why I said I would go on this        road trip exactly? “

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“I can’t let you go, not when you’re like this.”

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“If you just let me do it this wouldn’t have happened.” Sydney replied, dusting flour off her blouse. She knew everyone just assumed she couldn’t cook because she was beautiful and detested anything resembling manual labor, but just because she didn’t cook didn’t mean she couldn’t. She was actually the better cook in the Cross house.

“I still don’t see why you wanted to play Betty Crocker and bake. You know they have stores where you can buy cake, or whatever you ended up doing.

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“I am aware of that, but it’s not as if we’re both going to die if we fall down.” Stefan said, a chuckle leaving his lips.

 “You got me there,” she rolled her eyes, a grin on her face as she settled on the roof and leaned back a bit, making it easier for her to gaze up at the sky. “So what’s so fun about this anyways?”

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“You know what!” Sydney snapped back. “I don’t care who you eat or kill when you’re like this, but if you’re gonna fuck some slut before you drain her then we have a problem. And you ruined my 18th century Parisian rug!”