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                  { his hand closed around the door handle of the camaro, the pale
                  hand contrasting against blac metal as he watched her, frowning
                  as realization washed over him. he was doing it again — spending
                  time with someone that had that face, even if last time, it had been
                  a date. but, no. he wouldn’t be making that mistake again. he learned
                  his lesson, he was sure, so he took a deep breath, climbing into the
                  driver seat, sliding onto the leather as his hands reached for the
                  wheel, starting up the car.

                  the second she was in the vehicle, he peeled out of the driveway,
                  one hand resting lazily on the steering wheel while his other held
                  up his chin as he propped his elbow on the side of the car. he
                  frowned, casting a sideways glance in her direction as he narrowed
                  his eyes. why did it matter, when she would be finding out soon? }

                                      ❝Uh, close by, I guess. Over Wickery Bridge, though.
                                         It shouldn’t take us too long to get there… Why?❞

            [ before answering, she shrugged nonchalantly, completely 
               careless. especially now, that the answer she wanted was
               given to her. wickery bridge.. she’s heard about this before,
               and her brain was giving her some тαттєяє∂ memories in
               which that bridge was somehow related to elena. however,
               it’s been some time ago. for herself very little,
                    for humans —— loads of it.  ]

                                                 ❝ —- Curiosity. ❞

            [ her eyes fell upon him, mouth distorted into a solid smirk. 
              it was definitely unbelievable for her how similar to damon he
              was. right, those scars didn’t really fit in the whole picture, but
              aside from it, he was like the salvatore’s walking reflection. 
              if by any chance he was no less spirited than damon, katherine
              could tell, they were going to have an awful lot of fun. ]
 
                            ❝ How much do you know about supernatural? ❞

            [ the vampire asked eventually as she realised she’s been
              staring the whole time. but the depth of his blue hues was
              compelling. very.
              however she broke the connection, looking back on the window
              again. it was a fᵾłł møøn, which was quite worrying. he might
              didn’t live around people, but if there were woods, it was a bit
              of a danger for her to be there. and for him too, but no bigger
               priority than her own existence was present. ]

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