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RANDOM WORD: KINGDOM
"Why are you here?" He manages to make it sound like an accusation. She saunters into his room with a shrug of her shoulders a slight pout of her lips. His release of air could be either a laugh or a sigh, but she doesn't glance at him to clarify. She's surprised how much his room is both exactly the same and the antithesis of Stefan's. Where Stefan's room appears to be lived in, a kind of ode to the history teacher who can never quite find that paper on his desk he wanted to discuss with you, Damon's is immaculate.
"You know…" He's off the chair as she turns and if she weren't used to his speed by now she might have been frightened by his sudden closeness.
"Bonnie, if you say one word about Stefan, witch or not, love me or not, I'll rip your throat out."
Flames dance in her eyes as her jaw flexes in irritation. "I'd like to see you try. I'm not the little witch you met a few years ago. I will blast you into last century the same way I did your precious Katherine. Vampire or not, love me or not."
"Why are you here?"
Her eyes glance past him to rest on the desk where her picture sits. Smiling out from a frame from a time when things weren't so strained and they could talk without threatening to extinguish the other's life force.
"And so I am become a knight of the Kingdom of Dreams and Shadows."
His face furrows in confusion for a second before he turns and moves to sit on the bed. "Don't quote Twain to me. We drank together once. He's not as great as the history books make him out to be. I could tell you stories."
"So tell me." She lowers herself next to him. And realizes when he relaxes and starts telling her about riverboats and whiskey that they are going to be okay.
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