a/n: Lottie's outfit for the day is on the left and the dress for the funeral is on the right!
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✫彡𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒
Here's the thing. Charlotte's dreams of getting back to Stefan and forgetting the past summer ever existed were gone, poof, into thin air. Because this Stefan had no clue who she was and who he was, to begin with.
Calling it a bit of a snag was an understatement.
Which was what Damon did.
"He said that right before proclaiming a good ol' brothers' time will be the only fix to this," Charlotte relayed the news to Angelina, Serena, Jeremy, and Alec (Serena's now boyfriend!) in the kitchen as she moved around, preparing breakfast, "And it's been hours since he last called! What even certifies him to do this?"
Serena took a bite out of a raspberry she found in the fridge before stating, "Well, he was the one to introduce you to civilization when you got out of the tomb if I remember correctly."
"Serena!" Charlotte hissed out, looking from the human Bernard to her boyfriend at the table.
"Oh, chill, Alec knows. He is a warlock."
"A what?" Charlotte gaped as Jeremy raised his eyebrows and Angelina whistled out.
Jeremy clarified, "A witch who is a guy."
"Yup," Alec confirmed, popping the p.
"And you were going to tell me this when?" Charlotte asked as she distributed the scrambled eggs over the plates on the kitchen island.
Serena sat down, taking her plate, "Now?"
"Real funny."
Angelina huffed out, joining the conversation, "Okay, okay, but she has a point. Stefan will live. It's just some family time."
Charlotte sighed, resting her hands on the table, "I am just...I am worried."
"We can tell," They said in unison.
To which the Bernard vampire frowned her eyebrows, "How?"
"You cook and smother when you are worried, it's the most you thing in the world," Serena stated, eating her food, "And I love it, but you should get out there and handle your problems by yourself. Like the strong independent woman you are."
She took that in and nodded, like a woman on a mission, "I should get out there and hijack Damon's remembrance mission."
"Do you need a friend to tag along?" Angelina asked, raising an eyebrow, "I feel like taking a jog down memory lane."
