With a mocking mimic of his expression, she let out an exaggerated sigh, her famous Katherine Pierce smirk tugging at her lips.
“Oh, please. Wipe that smirk off your face. You and I both know if I’d actually wanted you dead, you’d have been gone a long time ago.” +
the record, you’re being mean.”
Without waiting for permission, she plucked the glass of bourbon from his hand and took a slow sip, her gaze not leaving his. “—Not that I’m complaining. This version of you suits you much better than the whiny Damon I used to know.” Her voice +
Her jaw tightened in pure madness & Without hesitation, she threw a sharp pen, watching it stick inches from his hand.
“See that? that’s me being generous. Next time, i won’t miss. now pour me a drink and make yourself less annoying before i practice my aim again, huh?”
Tap your fingers on that table one more time, and I might just have to break those pretty little fingers of yours.
christmas is around the corner, —and lucky for you, the only ‘merry’ that makes mystic falls truly festive is back in town…
;rise and shine, let the 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 begin.
oh, come on, damon, don’t be such a bummer.
you and i both know this town is a complete boreville without my presence.
“come on, stef, my idea of a good time usually involves chaos, murder, and mischief – a bit out of your hero league, isn’t it?
but since we can't go down that road, how about you entertain me, just like the good old times, huh?”
“hmmm, well, you’ve really mastered the art of being useless, but thank goodness for your bourbon, — which knows how to make up for it.”
you never seem to learn your lesson, do you? curiosity killed the cat.
— but next time, when my name tickles your curiosity once more, i’d suggest you to ask “who’s bed did i wake up in this morning?”
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