❝OH, I LIKE HER A LOT.❞
▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃𝗗𝘂𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗥𝗲𝗯𝗲𝗸𝗮𝗵 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟭𝟵𝟮𝟬'𝘀, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻-𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘁𝘆. That was the main reason why all of them were currently at a little clothing boutique, but that didn't mean that Marley would not make the most of it.
As she was helping to find clothes for Rebekah, Marley was also picking out clothes for herself. It wasn't like she had packed a bag for this, and the outfit that she was wearing had been the same outfit that she had been in since after the full moon.
"There has to be more to this dress!" Rebekah loudly states from behind the dressing room curtains.
"There's not." Klaus states back as both he and Stefan sit in the lounge chairs outside of the dressing room, drinking champagne.
Pulling back the curtains of the dressing room, Rebekah walks out in a short, and semi-revealing, black dress.
"So women in the 21st century dress like prostitutes, then." she says as she raises a brow. "You know, I got dirty looks for wearing trousers."
"You wore trousers so women today could wear nothing." Klaus says as he rolls his eyes at his sister.
"And, what were you doing back then, huh? Paving the way for women's liberation?" Marley sarcastically asks as she walks over to Rebekah with some of the clothes that she had found for her. "Try these on. I'm pretty sure they will suit you more than...this."
"At least someone's being helpful." Rebekah says as she gestures in the direction of the Gilbert girl before she points towards the ceiling. "And what is this music? It sounds like a cable car accident."
"It's dance music." Stefan responds.
"People dance to this?" Rebekah asks, raising her eyebrows.
"Quite terribly in all honesty." Marley says as she puts the clothes that she was going to try on in the dressing room next to Rebekah's.
"Are we done?" Klaus asks, his tone sounding irritated.
"And why are you so grumpy?" Rebekah asks as she takes a step towards her brother.
"Oh, don't take it personally, Bekah. He's pretty much been like this since he's dragged me along with him in all this." Marley sarcastically says as she turns back around to face the three of them, crossing her arms in front of her chest as a smirk comes across her face. Klaus shoots the Gilbert girl a look of annoyance before directing his attention back to his sister.
"I needed one thing from you for my witch to find out why my hybrids are dying, one thing. Your necklace and you lost it." Klaus says.
"I didn't lose it. It's just been missing for ninety years." Rebekah stated, defending herself in a way before she looked over to Stefan and did a small turn. "So, what do you think?"
"I like it." Stefan lies, which causes Rebekah to frown at him. "What? I said I like it."
"I can always tell when you're lying, Stefan." Rebekah states as she goes back into her dressing room.
"Even I could tell you were lying, Stefan, and I've pretty much just recently met you." the Gilbert girl says as she turns back towards the dressing room where she had placed clothes for her to try on. However, before she could take a step into the dressing room, a voice calls out to her.
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