The originals were always his least favorite vampires.
Almost too damn hard to read when you didn’t know them that well.
“We both wish I could just leave, don’t we?”
Instead, he let his body take a more relaxed stance.
“So, other than alcoholism, what have you been up to since you left your brother’s city? Being a free woman?”
That was at least easy to pick out of her mind.
❝ i’m not keeping you here…
you can leave at any time. ❞
( but is that what he
really wants? doubtful. )
❝ doing as i please & living
a normal life — well as
normal as can be. ❞
now stop reading my
mind, dick.
”Cute. Lucky for me…” The young man produced the bottle from the pocket of his jacket and offered it.
No need to shoot the gift bringer, Ms. Mikaelson.
❝ mhm… ❞
( well it’s needless to say that
wasn’t expected but that doesn’t
mean she won’t take it…
& just moments later she’s
got the bottle in grasp. )
❝ — you may continue wasting my time.❞
… or not.
& with 7 notes
❝ if you insist on wasting my time…
bring bourbon next time or i might
just end up snapping your neck. ❞