(The Next Morning)
Thomas's POV:Me and Klaus Are having a drink with marcel and yes I've met the guy! Klaus steps out to take a call probably Sophie or Rebekah. So Marcel turns to me with a desperate smile . I roll my eyes putting down my bourbon.
Me:" what do you want?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. When they're desperate they always want something. I mean that's observation 101. He sighs softly.
Marcel:" there's this young witch a friend of mine anyway I'm letting her out tonight for the festival and I need someone to show her around keep her occupied." I raise my eyebrows I have to act like I don't know that he's talking about Davina. My sister is lucky I'm a good actor. I chuckle softly.
Me:" so basically you want me to babysit?" I ask playfully he chuckles with me.
Marcel:" she's 16, and I know you're 17 no funny business. Oh and please no alcohol." I raise my eyebrows at his confirmation no alcohol? Come on I know it's under age but still. This is New Orleans I'm pretty sure every kid gets the first drink at work I don't know at least 16 let the girl live a little!
Me:" seriously? I'll watch her, i'll keep her occupied. no promise on the no alcohol though." He nods his head until I say no promise on the no alcohol. He gives me a look. I roll my eyes softly before giving putting my hands up in defeat.
Marcel:" kid I'm not playing with you." I chuckle at his word.
Me:" fine! Fine!" I Say chuckling.
