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Previously: Katherine is back in Mystic Falls, determined to not win but take back what she believes to rightly belong her. Her love for Stefan is strong but she's always suspected that you had a hidden agenda. Once her handmaiden and best friend, you never loved Stefan romantically or even Damon. But she doesn't believe that and is willing to take and kill what's most important to you, Kai. Katherine is beyond willing to eliminate anyone and everyone tempting to get in the way of her being with Stefan. And you couldn't agree more.
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You stumbled your way to the Salvatore Mansion, in complete darkness. The strong taste of alcohol lingered on your tongue, your movements were sluggish yet reckless. The scent of alcohol lingered in your clothes because you spilled a good majority of it on your shirt. So what did you do? You ordered round after round of drinks, at the Grill. You had one thing on your mind, Kai. You didn't know how to get him back so you drank until you blacked out. Now that you were walking, you felt physically weak but mentally. The love of your life was completely out of your reach, a prisoner simply for loving you. You wanted to hate Katherine, hate her for being a terrible friend and willing to hurt you just go get what she wanted. But you couldn't hate her because you understood her, she would do anything for love.
The heavy clicks of your heels caught Damon's attention. "You look like shit," he laughed, cutting the conversation he was having with Stefan, short. You rolled your eyes, "I feel like shit." You corrected, smiling drunkly at him. He grinned, "Why, did your psychotic boyfriend dump you?" Misery loves company, you thought. "You're one to talk," you slurred, your chest rising and settling rapidly. You were out of breathe, barely hanging on. Damon looks at Stefan, "Are you drunk?" His face was now showing concern, how cute, you thought. You raised your hands and tilted your head, "I don't know am I? I kinda blacked out back at the Grill, so I don't know if I had way too many drinks or if I'm going insane. You're the expert."
