Klaroline + "So my friends dared me to ask a random person out on a date and the person I asked actually said yes wth do I do?!" :)

The atmosphere of the club was electric, but Caroline Forbes felt anything but.

"He dumped me! The bastard actually dumped me because I refused to get down on my knees and suck his dick dry everytime we had sex. Do you know how unsatisfying it was to give and not receive? He would just pass out and start snoring!" Caroline pronounces in disgust.

Katherine Pierce, her ridiculously gorgeous co worker who never had any sort of trouble holding onto her men, crosses her legs and sips at her drink. With toned legs a mile long and a head full of dark curls, not to mention the throaty voice, Katherine was the sort of woman that men aspired to be with and women wanted to be.

She was currently engaged to Elijah Mikaelson though, and together the two of them made the ultimate power couple, what with both of them being high flying lawyers.

"It sounds like you're better off without him babe. I'm not really sure why you're getting so worked up about it? In all honestly, Tyler was a dud anyway, I just didn't want to tell you because I know how upset you were after I scared off Matt…"

The other thing about Katherine Pierce being your best friend? She was kind of intense and weirdly protective when it came to the men in her life.

Despite Caroline's protestations, Katherine insisted on meeting each of her boyfriends, insisting that she had to judge them worthy. Tyler never did get to meet Katherine. Maybe she could have saved herself the embarrassment and months of really shitty sex.

Caroline throws her hands up in the air in frustration.

"It's the injustice of it all! He was the one that was rubbish at sex, and yet I'm the one getting dumped? I'll have you know that I am awesome at sex." She says, perhaps a little too loudly as a passing suit gives her a lecherous wink.

Katherine just sighs, sipping at her drink again.

"Look I get it, you're horny, you've been devoid of intelligent companionship for months now- present company excluded." Katherine notes with a quick flash of teeth. "So you need to put yourself back out there and find a gorgeous, intelligent, well rounded man that is actually deserving of you and your awesome sex skills."

"I also need a new vibrator." Caroline deadpans as Katherine rolls her eyes. "My Rabbit died last week."

"Babe, go and find a man who will satisfy your needs and you won't need a vibrator, trust me."

Caroline's eyes shoot into her hairline at that seemingly satisfied pronouncement.

"Are you seriously saying that Elijah Mikaelson is enough to satisfy your needs Kat? He's so stiff, it's like he walks around with a pole shoved up his-" She trails off at the glare her best friend levels her with.

"Caroline, did you really think I was marrying the man for his money?" Katherine asks, one perfect eyebrow arched at her. "The man is a freak in the bedroom."

Caroline reaches for her drink and downs it in one, before grabbing Katherine's out of her hand and finishing it off as well.

"I will need at least one more drink before I can erase that statement from my mind and pretend that I never heard those words fall from your lips. I'm getting mental images."

Katherine's eyes leave hers for a moment, scanning the club with a single minded determination.

Caroline can practically see the idea forming in Katherine's head, and just knows that it won't bode well for her.

"Okay, so how about you go and get a drink. And while you're there, I dare you to ask the blonde guy leaning up against the bar on a date."

Caroline just sighs, twisting her upper body so she can see out of the booth and down to the bar where Katherine is still gazing. Her eyes land on the male in question, and she has to stop herself from staring.

Because he's actually pretty easy on the eyes. Her ex boyfriend hadn't exactly been a looker, but he'd had a hot body and their first time together had been okay. Not her best, but certainly not her worst.

But this guy… this guy is something else entirely. It's not just the chiselled jawline and the sandy blonde hair, it's the way he carries himself, exuding confidence and totally at ease with the situation as he sips from a bottle of beer.

She's not sure if he's here alone or if he's waiting for someone or whatever, but when she turns back to Katherine there's a silent challenge in Katherine's expression.

"Fine."

Caroline grabs her purse, stepping down from the booth, steadying herself as the alcohol she'd just drank washes over her senses, making her sway a little.

She makes her way towards the bar, winding her way around sweaty bodies, stepping up to an open spot next to the hot blonde guy.

She can feel her gaze on him and turns to meet his eyes, cocking her head to the side.

"Alright there love?" The blonde guy pronounces with a bemused smile, British accent coming through loud and clear. Of fucking course.

"My friend dared me to ask you out on a date."

"Okay." Blonde guy replies with a laugh. "I wouldn't dare refuse Katherine Pierce. She is engaged to my brother after all."

Shit.

"Wait you're being serious?" Caroline yells above the music, even as the bartender settles her drinks in front of her.

Blonde guy sticks out his hand with a grin.

"Klaus Mikaelson. Perhaps we should start off properly. I can't very well go to dinner with you without knowing your name."

She takes his proffered hand with a tentative smile.

"Caroline Forbes, lovely to meet you. Katherine is going to have a field day with this."