Nexus Witch (1)A vampire diaries

Founder's party, meteors shower, Caroline's choice and Annabelle zhu.

Cassandra resident.

I woke up to the sound of someone rummaging through my closet. Opening my eyes, I saw Caroline standing in the midst of my clothes, seemingly on a mission.

"What are you doing?" I asked groggily, still half-asleep.

"Going through your closet to find the perfect outfit for the Founder's Day party, of course," Caroline replied matter-of-factly, continuing her search.

I fell back onto the bed with a sigh. "Oh, that's right, that's today," I thought miserably.

Sitting up again, I turned to Caroline. "Who are you going with?"

She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "I don't know, maybe I'll ask Enzo."

Finally, Caroline emerged from my closet triumphantly, holding a pink top and skirt with matching shoes and earrings. "Yes! This will do nicely," she exclaimed, her excitement palpable.She turned to me, confusion etched on her face. "Why are you still sleeping? Come on, we're burning daylight!" she exclaimed, trying to rouse me from my apparent lethargy. Caroline was always full of energy, especially when it came to getting ready for a party.

Salvatore Boarding House.

Stefan was quietly writing in his journal when he heard a commotion downstairs. Concerned, he quickly made his way down to investigate.

Upon reaching the ground floor, he saw a shocking sight. Damon was being slammed against the wall, his face taking a beating.

Stefan immediately sprung into action, rushing towards the intruder to try and separate them from his brother. As he got closer, he recognized the attacker.

"Enzo?" he asked, bewilderment clear in his voice.

Stefan demanded, "Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on?"

Enzo, seemingly pleased with himself, smirked at Stefan. "Do you want to tell him, or should I?" he asked, reveling in the fact that he had information that Stefan didn't.

Damon rolled his eyes at Stefan and Enzo, his wounds already starting to heal. "Not that it's any of your business, but I owed him a debt, and he was here to collect," he explained irritably.

Damon then turned to Enzo, his curiosity piqued. "So, how did you and Matilda meet?"

Enzo raised an eyebrow. "Well, the answer to that is she saved me. And why do you keep calling her Matilda?"

Just as he finished his question, I strolled into the living room like I owned the place. "That's because he's not allowed to call me by my given name," I answered confidently.