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Cora did one push up after another as fast as she could. She was mad at herself for letting Adamâs departure from town upset her. He was one of the few people she cared for in this town. But not only was she mad at herself, she was also mad at him for leaving in the first place.
While mindlessly walking through the nearly empty streets of the town; she became lost. As she approached what appeared to be an empty space, she heard movement inside. "Hello?" She called out. It was an attempt at being polite just in case she was disturbing someone. And if she were to admit, she had not wanted to catch someone off-guard due to her quiet steps. "I seemed to have found myself getting lost in this small tone." Her words came to a sudden hault as she spotted a brunette working out on the floor. "I hope I haven't upset you." Â
âIâm listening. I promise.â Lexi lied as her eyes slowly closed.
âMaybe it would be best if I let you get some rest.â She said, closing the book that she had been skimming over,"You do seem tired."
âHello? Is anyone here?âÂ
âIf I have scared you, then I do apologize. It had not been my intention to do so. You are Amara, correct?"Â
âWoah.â
â   There is no need to be frightened. This person needed help.â
âWait, what?â Olivia asked, looking over at the girl who was speaking. âOh sorry Elena, I wasnât staring at you, I was looking at the blonde girl behind you.â
A warm smile spread over Tatiaâs lips before deciding to correct the girl standing right in front of her. âI am Tatia Petrova, an relative of Elena's. Perhaps I should apologize for any confusion that might have occurred." She said, glancing over at the person whom the brunnette had briefly mentioned; curiously. Â
âI- was just wondering if you wanted to do anything later.â He paused, wondering if this was Amara. His senses were a little too dim to tell and he knew she had doppelgangers.
Tatia could not help but furrow her brows after the slight confusion over the question. It certainly had been a possibility that he had mistaken her for someone else. Though, it had not been her first reaction to ask about it. "On a date?" She asked, not too sure whether or not that had been the proper question. "Or had you meant something else?"
âI do not mean to sound presumptuous or anything of the sorts at all. But I happened to notice you staring and I was wondering if you perhaps wanted something.â
âItâs tricky but thatâs what the tour guide is for,â
âOh    I was not aware there was a tour guide for this campus. I also thought a campus of this size would be simple to get around.â
âAre you lost?â Castiel asked.
âIs it that apparent? I was trying to not stick out like a sore thumb    do people still use that phrase?â She smiled softly before looking around,"I am trying to find an Elena Gilbert."
âThis place is not what I had expected it to be. I thought it would be less difficult to navigate around the buildings.â
Shannon Labrie - Calls Me Home
"Donât I look smart? I think being able to see boosts my IQ by one hundred points."
Is there a particular reason as to why you are asking me? I don't recall ever meeting you which means I also wouldn't know your intelligence level.
I am not sure. Perhaps we should see what it could be or if you prefer, I could go alone.
The way you play   it is quite beautiful. I have not heard someone play the piano for over a century.
âHasnât anyone told you that it is rude to stare?â
A fair few. I must apologize, it was not my intention to make someone feel uncomfortable.