❼ 500 Years of Solitude

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☽◯☾ 𝙰  𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙾𝙽  𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂

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☽◯☾
𝙰  𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙾𝙽  𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂

|¢hคptēr Şēงēຖ - 500 Ƴєαяѕ σf SσƖιтυɗє|

|¢hคptēr Şēงēຖ - 500 Ƴєαяѕ σf SσƖιтυɗє|

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"Why the hell are there bags under your eyes?" Bonnie asks as we walk through the dorm halls with Caroline

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"Why the hell are there bags under your eyes?" Bonnie asks as we walk through the dorm halls with Caroline. So I never got any real sleep with Stefan, maybe a nap during the drive here, but that's about it. So I'm running on pure vampire blood and Starbucks coffee. That's making me a little nauseous.

"Couldn't sleep." I mutter. They both narrowed their eyes at me, but I ignored them, getting to the room and kicking the door open. "Get up bitch!" I yell at Elena, who's still lying in the bed with the blankets over her.

"No. I'm not leaving this bed." She whines.

'Which is why we brought breakfast to you." Bonnie says as I snatch the blanket off her.

She turns around and looks at us. Bonnie holds a platter of muffins, fruits, and other breakfast foods, while Caroline holds the drinks for mimosas.

"What's all this?" She smiles at us, confused.

"This is your breakup breakfast!" Caroline cheers.

"My what?"

Caroline starts making a mimosa for me, then one for Elena as she sits in bed.

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