I wrote this listening to Ridin' by NCT Dream.
*Roman's point of view*
I arrive in Mystic Falls. Where the hell is Stefan and Damon? They said they would be here to welcome me back. I aggressively take out my phone. I dial Stefan's number.
"STEFAN SALVATORE!" I yell.
"What, grumpy pants?" Stefan groans.
"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" I exclaim.
"I will send Damon to get you," he sighs.
"Make it quick," I growl. I end the call, and I wait for Damon to arrive.
"Hello, grumpy pants," Damon laughs.
"I will murder you, and I will give your corpse to my brother-in-law," I snarl.
"Rude," he grins. I lightly slap his face.
"Just drive," I sigh.
"I hate this place so much," I cackle.
"Does that mean we can burn this place down?" he gasps.
"Not now. I have some business to take care of here. After that, we can burn down Mystic Falls," I smile.
"Finally," he grins.
"Mystic Grill," he announces.
"I've only been here ten minutes, and I want to burn this place down," I chuckle.
"Let me take all of the alcohol out first," he frowns.
"Yes, save the precious alcohol," I mock.
"I will burn your favorite," he glares. I shut up. We sit down at a table.
"Who's this lovely lady, Damon?" a male inquires.
"This is a friend of mine," Damon nods.
"I'm Roman Petrova," I introduce myself.
"Any relation to Katerina Petrova?" the male demands.
"My sister," I grin. He reaches for something.
"Don't think about it," I raise an eyebrow.
"She's over five-hundred-years-old, Alaric," Damon comments. The doors of the Grill swing open.
"WHERE IS ROMAN PETROVA!" the front male yells.
"Hello, Niklaus," I smile.
"My sister-in-law," Nik grins.
I am editing all of my books! Anyways, as always, I will see you all in the next chapter. Bye-bye<3
~Word count: 286
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