It's five o'clock on the beautiful moors of England, when a loud blaring noise fills the silence.
Ring Ring, Ring Ring.
A girl, who looks no older than 18, tries to ignore it so she could go back to sleep and growls as it rings once more.
Ring Ring, Ring Ring
Now awake and ready to kill whoever was on the other side of the phone, grabs the silly device from the stand next to her bed and practically screams a greeting.
"This better be super important, because I swear to the Gods if it's not, I will track you down and tear your head off!" The pissed off girl yells into her phone.
" Now now Lizzy, is that any way to speak to her old friend that she hasn't spoken to in over twenty years?" The caller replies to her seemingly normal behavior.
Lizzy's angry demeanor quickly changes to an exasperated one, as Damon only called her if he was in trouble.
" What did you do now? Oh, let me guess! Your obsession with Katarena was broken when you found out that she was not even in the tomb, and now you've called me to apologize for accusing me, a bloody 986 year old vampire, for being jealous of your epic love! Is that right, or do you want me to do something for you?
" To do something for me." he replied smirking from his side of the phone.
"Don't you dare smirk at me mister!"
He tried to cut into her rant before it even started, but she cut him off first.
" You don't even have to be on the same continent for me to know when you are smirking. I can practically see it here, but that just might be because you woke me up at FIVE IN THE BLOODY MORNING!"
