꧁ CHAPTER EIGHTEEN ꧂
𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑
𝑠𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑
ᴇᴠᴇʀɢʀᴇᴇɴ-ʀᴏsᴇ ᴘᴏᴠ━━━ "SO, STEFAN TURNED YOU WHEN YOU WANTED TO DIE?"
"Mm-hm."
"Did not see that one coming."
"He didn't tell me that either," Lexi hummed, "it might be why he turned his humanity off in the first place. Doesn't make me hate Damon any less though."
"And it shouldn't," I shrugged, and I noticed how Damon wasn't even fazed by the fact that I, according to him, was talking to thin air. I supposed he had gotten used to it. "He's still a dick."
Damon looked up with narrowed eyes. "Who are you talking to?"
"None your business," I sassed and he rolled his eyes before finishing the rest of his bourbon and filling another glass. He didn't mention it at all, but I think the whole situation was getting to him—especially when Stefan informed him mere minutes before hand that he wasn't going to go on anymore.
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DANCING AFTER DEATH - kol mikaelson
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