─ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃 returns to Mystic Falls after five years of absence and finds herself entangled with Damon Salvatore, unintentionally extending her stay in the small town beyond all expectations.
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"OKAY—BUT SERIOUSLY, A WHOLE BALL?" Caroline said with mock shock, tossing a fry into her mouth as they settled into their usual booth at Mystic Grill. "Like, 'Welcome my family back from the dead. Here's your invitation to the vampire prom of the century.'"
Blair snorted, the straw in her drink bobbing as she laughed softly. "I kind of respect the commitment."
Caroline's eyes lit up. "Blair, you got invited too, right?"
Blair shrugged casually, though a tiny smile tugged at her lips. "Yeah. Elijah showed up last night. Face-to-face invite."
Bonnie's brow shot up. "So, you're officially on the Originals' VIP list."
Caroline leaned forward, all sparkle and curiosity. "Are you going? And did Elijah send you a dress like Klaus sent me? I just know Elijah has great taste."
Blair bit the corner of her lip, trying not to grin. "He did. He sent me a dress this morning. I haven't tried it on yet."
Elena blinked, genuinely surprised. "That's kind of romantic, if you think about it."
Blair shrugged, cheeks warming despite herself. "Maybe. If you forget that it means I have to meet his entire dysfunctional family and the brother who's been hunting me for years, trying to kill me. So yeah, real romantic."
Elena waved a hand. "Okay, scratch that."
Bonnie flipped her hair in mock outrage. "I can't believe I wasn't invited. I'd kill to wear a floor-length gown and act like I own the room."
Caroline squeezed Bonnie's hand. "You'd kill it. Honestly, we should sneak you in. Stealth mode."
Blair laughed. The kind of laugh that felt easy and warm, the kind she only had with these girls. "I'm not even sure I want to go."
Caroline raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? It could be fun."
Blair looked down, voice quieter. "Honestly? It feels like walking into one of Klaus' trap."
Bonnie reached out to bump her shoulder gently. "We're tougher than any trap."
The blonde vampire turned to Elena, nudging her. "So, has a certain Salvatore said anything about the ball? Will Stefan go?"
Elena's stomach tightened just a little, but she kept her voice even. "I don't know. Probably."
Elena leaned back, thoughtful. "You know, speaking of the Salvatores..." She hesitated, then looked at all of them. "I have something to tell you."
Elena sighed, cheeks already going pink. "Damon and I kissed."
Blair blinked, her heart stuttering just a second too long.
