𝙄'𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚
IN WHICH Olivia Saltzman moves to Mystic Falls with her father and uncle.
OR
IN WHICH ELENA GILBERT'S half sister is the poor human t...
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You know me, you better show me That you could say it to my face 'Cause you know we're the same There's worse things I can take
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SMUT WARNING! AT THE END!!
"I think this thing is actually cutting off my air supply. Like if I faint, it will be because of this stupid corset." Olivia spoke, holding onto her dress so the bottom wouldn't get dirty because of the ground.
Stefan raised an eyebrow, a small, amused smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he observed her struggle. "You want me to help with that?" he asked, his tone light but with a hint of concern.
Olivia shot him a playful glare, though there was a flicker of appreciation in her eyes. "As much as I'd love for you to save me from certain death by corset, I think I'll manage," she replied, her voice strained but trying to hold onto a bit of humor.
Stefan chuckled softly, sitting down beside her. "Alright, but just so you know, if you do faint, I'll be ready to catch you." He teased, leaning back slightly to give her some space.
Olivia rolled her eyes, but her lips curled up slightly in a grin. "I appreciate the offer, but I think I'll pass on the fainting."
"Good idea," Stefan replied, his voice warm and reassuring. "Take it easy, okay?"
Olivia nodded, trying to adjust the corset slightly so it wasn't so tight. "I swear, whoever invented these things should be forced to wear one for an hour." She felt pity for every woman who had to wear it every day in the past.
She gave a dramatic sigh, her shoulders slumping a bit as she straightened up, finally managing to loosen the corset just enough to breathe a little better. "Alright," she said, her voice still a bit breathless. "Now we have to get on that float, huh? Perfect timing."
Stefan smiled at her, standing up and offering his hand to help her up. "You look beautiful no matter how tight your corset is. But let's make sure you're comfortable, yeah?"
Olivia grinned, taking his hand and using it to steady herself as she stood. "Thanks," she said with a playful wink. "Now, let's just hope the float is more comfortable than this corset."
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The floats were parading down the street, and Mrs. Lockwood's voice echoed through the loudspeakers, bringing even more energy to the event.
"Let's give a big hand to the Mystic Falls High School Marching Band!" she announced, and the crowd cheered as the band marched by, followed by the cheerleaders who pumped up the crowd even more. People were clapping and screaming, clearly loving the parade.
