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94)Spending Chris-tmas Alone

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Prison World,
Salvatore Boarding House,
Christophers POV:

It had been a few more weeks. A few more weeks of absolutely nothing besides the sounds of my own breath. Stuck in a prison that wasn't even made for me. And what's even worse is that my magic still didn't want to return, I thought that maybe there would be a silver lining to Kai trying to murder me so that I'd get it back

But nope. The universe hates me

Doesn't mean that I don't try. Every damn day I test it out. Every damn day I try and light some simple candles which never want to listen to me. It's entirely useless

To keep track of myself I've took up the habit of marking the days off on a calendar so I always know what day it is in the real world to try and judge what my friends might be doing right at this second

And today was Christmas, my favourite time of the year. The snow, the cold weather which gives me the excuse to wear a scarf without looking like an idiot

And this holiday of peace and joy was only half for me. The peace was here, all the time 24/7, so I've took it upon myself to try and spark some joy into this depressing world by going shopping

The perk of this world is that I could take anything I want, except that it was technically May so the lack of decorations in the shops wasn't helping. This turned me into a thief, breaking into the homes of Mystic Falls to try and find some boxed up Christmas decorations along with the ones that were in the Salvatore house

Finally, after a couple of hours, I lugged a tree all the way to the front lawn of the Salvatores home and then dropped it as I was getting tired. I looked at where I had left the tree on the front lawn of the house and decided that it was good enough there

Suddenly the world then created a shadow over me and itself as if it was speaking to me. Trying to remind me of where I am. I looked up to the sky "No! Not today. I am done listening to you. Today is December. Christmas time. It isn't May 10th, 1994 anymore, okay. And since I am the only living human being here in this world, then I make the rules. So what I say goes, you got me!"

I huffed and looked back to the tree and my box of decorations before digging into it. Decorating this tree reminded me of how I'd spend Christmas with my sister and friends way back when

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The Real World,
Whittmore Bar,
3rd Person:

Elena and Damon were sitting in the Whittmore Bar where Liv usually worked when she wasn't hiding out in Mystic Falls with Tyler. The table they were on was covered with old, scruffy, outdated books and on one of them he was reading, Damon was resting his tired head

Elena was looking at him and she smiled when Damon opened up one of his eyes to see her "Are you watching me sleep?"