𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ✧ 𝐒. 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 [𝟏] - [𝙍𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜]

𝐢. the dark moon

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ･ ｡ﾟ☆ ─── 𝑇𝑊
𝗔𝗖𝗧. 𝟲

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑛

･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐒, 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐑, 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊. Harlow had been living life outside of Beacon Hills, enjoying every moment. Harlow puts her ID on the table for the bartender to see.

"Is there a problem?" Harlow asked, as the bartender gave her a look of disbelief.

"Several." The bartender said." Which is not worth saying." He gives Harlow back her ID.

"So are you gonna get me a drink or?" Harlow asked, as she raised her eyebrow.

"Sorry, you are not the appropriate age." The bartender said, as he gave a look to Harlow.

"Listen here, I've had a hell of a few months of my life, I didn't come here to talk, I came here to drink." Harlow said."Why don't you grab me a bottle of bourban." Harlow's pupils shrink as she compels the bartender to do what she said.

"Bottle of bourbon coming right up." The bartender said, grabbing the bourbon, pouring some in a glass before handing it to Harlow.

"You'll do, just fine." Harlow said, as she smirks at the guy. Harlow stands up before walking behind the bar, grabbing the bartender's hand. She drags him to the back, where no one can see the two of them. Harlow's pupils dilate. "Stand still, and do not scream or make any noise."

The bartender nods before Harlow walks behind him, her eyes glowing blue, black veins under eyes and her vampire teeth revealing as she was about to drink blood from his neck, but before she could get the chance to, her phone started to ring, causing her to groan. She pulls out her phone, standing still as she saw her sister's name. Harlow walks in front of the man, pupils dilating once against.

"What's wrong?" The bartender asked, looking at Harlow in confusion. Harlow looked at bartender.

"Go back to the bar, forget everything that has happened for the past hour." Harlow said, as her pupils dilated. The bartenders nods before walking away. Harlow vamps speeds out of the building, heading to the middle of New Orleans. Harlow hesitates before answering her phone. "Lydia, what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?"

"𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒘, 𝒘𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖." 𝑳𝒚𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅. Harlow suddenly becomes worried at her sister's voice.