A/N: So these are the seven drabbles I wrote for the Klaroline Writing Week on Tumblr. By the way, my blog's klarogasms, if you want to follow me :) The drabbles are already written so I'll upload one every week. I hope you'll enjoy reading them. I certainly had fun writing them ;)
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Caroline sighed as she came into the house her and Liz lived in. She put her keys onto the chest of drawers that stood in the hall as she walked into the kitchen and draped her coat over the back of the couch while walking past it. She just came from the Grill where she talked to Matt to calm down after she visited emotionless Elena at the Salvatore's. It was just natural that she needed a drink after listening to Elena being a bitch for almost three hours. And after she had some alcohol she was in desperate need of blood. Preferably B+.
The blonde opened the fridge and got a bloodbag. She didn't even care tho heat it up in the microwave, she just needed some blood. And some food, otherwise she would kill the next human being coming into her reach. She emptied her blooodbag while searching herself a can of Pringles and a bowl to transfer them into. While she was busy doing so the phone went off. Caroline thought about answering, but decided that she so not felt like talking to anybody. Especially not to a certain Hybrid who just left without saying goodbye, like she had to learn from Elena. And no, that wasn't enough, Damon just had to twist the knife in the wound. Not that it hurt her in any way. Nope. At least she was Caroline freaking Forbes! Why would something like the big bag Hybrid leaving hurt her? She should throw a fucking party! Just as she considered answering the phonecall, because damn, the caller was persistent, the whole thing went to voicemail. As she heard his voice she couldn't really believe it.
"Caroline.", his smooth velvet voice said, "I'm standing near one of my favorite places in the world." You could hear people talking, laughing, singing, and doing stuff in the background, it sounded like a busy crowd was somewhere near him. "Surrounded by music, art, culture.", he continued, making her smile absently. Caroline didn't even realize that this little smile crept it's way upon her rosy lips. "And all I can think about is how much I want to show it to you.", he added, a smile evident in his voice. He paused for a moment, it sounded like he inhaled and exhaled for a moment. "Maybe one day you'll let me.", he said, making the girl listening to him shiver. As he stopped talking, Caroline shook herself out of her trance, taking a step towards the telephone. Suddenly she felt like talking to him, she wanted to ask him why he just left her, without saying goodbye. But as she reached out for the receiver, he hung up.
Caroline just stared at the telephone for a long moment. She argued with herself whether she should call him back or not. She really wanted to, she had so many questions to ask, but on the other hand she was just too stubborn and proud to call him. Or at least to immediately call him. Caroline sighed, walking towards the couch to end the argument in her head. She sat down with her bowl of Pringels and slipped out of her shoes. The blonde got herself a blanket and the remote control before she snuggled herself into the thick woolblanket. She switched the DVD player on and was glad to see that the movie she watched whenever she felt bad or sad or mad or anything else than happy and bubbly was still in. Caroline pressed play and pushed Klaus out of her mind while watching The Notebook for the 500th time.