RANDOM WORD: MAGNETIC
Even across the room she can feel him. He's circling and herding much like a dog she owned for about a month as a kid.
It's different than it used to be. He used to herd the room so he could pick out the weakest link and serve himself dinner without too much fuss. Now he herds for the fuss.
She knows what he's doing and he's knows that she knows and yet, neither one will break the pattern.
He'll herd and she'll challenge and then an argument will follow. Loud, but in a secluded location, like a park or near her car. They will banter wittily and then Stefan or Elena or Caroline or Matt or Tyler or any of the other anonymous and not nearly interesting enough inhabitants of Mystic Falls will come searching for either him or her and break the bubble of solitude that has enveloped them.
Then the next time they meet it will repeat. Neither making a move to change it or admit that there is more behind their actions than hostility. Damon will never admit that when she's around he doesn't want anyone else and Bonnie will never tell that his breath on the back of her neck is the reason she always wears something strapless when she knows he'll be there.
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