a serious expression was painted down on caroline’s face, slowly starting to realize he had absolutely no clue that his girlfriend is an actual vampire. which didn’t surprise her at all, she was good at keeping secrets —·especially this one. ‘ why would anyone want to do that to you? you’re trying to save them, not kill them! ’ she said, a somewhat nonchalant chuckle escaping her lips. the blonde vampire really didn’t know why she even started this conversation with him — she doesn’t even know if she wants him to know the truth. it only meant that things would change and truthfully, that’s the last thing caroline wanted right now. she deserved this. she deserved a little bit of happiness. a little smile captured her lips, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before her forest green hues made its way back to his. ‘ forget i ever asked. ’ she moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing a soft & gentle kiss against his cheek. ‘ i’m sorry that i freaked out on you like that. i hate blood. ’ in matter of fact — she LOVES it. she needs it. that’s how she survives as a vampire.

Diana managed a soft LAUGH at the reminder of their little adventures, shaking her head a little as she made a face at the RECOLLECTION of their little experiment. “Hey, it was supposed to taste like a chocolate strawberry sundae but somebody insisted on having some BANANA in there to make some sort of crazy banana split cocktail,” she nudged at him, letting out a giggle, shaking her head. “God, that was an AWFUL idea. I don’t know why I even listen to you like half the time,” she shook her head, unlocking her car.

“Yeah, unfortunately, some people didn’t quite APPRECIATE the old car,” she narrowed her eyes at him, slipping into the driver’s seat, waiting for him to get in as she started the car, backing out of the lot and making her way back towards the bar they had been talking about earlier, parking at the empty slot as she looked over towards him, managing a smile before they had gotten off.

He was RIGHT, nothing changed, and as she slipped in, she found the booth they’d normally spent countless of hours just hanging out around. She grinned, taking Tom’s wrist as she made a beeline towards their booth, slipping on one of the seats as she looked up at him. “So, are we doing SHOTS to obliterate your memory or are we doing beer first so you can tell me all about it? Your call.”

   “How can you not HATE me?” She asked quietly, her eyebrows furrowing together as she looked at him. “I…I killed you. You died because of me.” It didn’t matter if Enzo had been the one to do it in the end, it was still her fault. She would have done it. She’d had the intention of doing it. He was too good. Far too good. Caroline swallowed, nodding and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’ll answer anything. I think I…owe you that, you know?” She mustered a small smile, looking up at  him.”

“Virginia,” Klaus said, affecting his best southern twang in the process. It wasn’t very good. Klaus hadn’t intended on ever setting food inside Mystic Fall’s borders again, but the thought of seeing the look on Stefan’s face when he dropped a doppelganger on his lap was too good to pass up. There was no way short of final death that he was going to miss that. “Opportunities like this don’t come along often, mate. I’d be a bloody fool to let you go alone. I’ll even drive…err…have someone drive us.” He was blind drunk as well; no way was he attempting to drive to Mystic Falls. “What do you say, mate? Up for a road trip?”

As he glanced back at Klaus, he started to ( try to ) think carefully about what he had just offered him. A road trip. Usually, Tom probably would've declined immediatelly - be it the fact that the other was a total stranger, or that he had work to do or anything else; but right now, the thought of doing this trip seemed quite appealing and especially amusing. “Now that's an idea. Of course, mate, it sounds brilliant!” His excitement seemed a little over the top, but adding to that he nodded determinedly and put down his glass with a tad too much force aswell. “      -But, wait. You said you're like-  -count dracula or something, right? You won't hurt me---right?”

the last birthday she really celebrated had been together with her friends — friends that most likely forgot caroline’s birthday by now. but she’s with tom now, and even though she just wanted to pretend that this date never happened, he made her happy anyway. ‘ you will never disappoint me. you know that. ’ she mutters, warm smile laced on her lips while carefully following his tracks. she has absolutely no idea where he’s taking her or what the surprise actually means — but she’s more than eager to find out. ‘ i’m excited! ’ she couldn’t wait to open her eyes and figure out what he’d done for her. if anything, she doesn’t seem to have much patience at all. probably why she hated surprises sometimes. ‘ are we almost there? ’

            ❛ — that’s not what i L O O K like. ❜

birthdays weren’t exactly her thing anymore.. especially her own birthdays. it’s just another stupid reminder that she wouldn’t age anymore — and now that she’s together with tom, it only hurted more knowing she wouldn’t grow old with him. so she kept it a secret, yet she failed anyway considering the fact he knew. but she got excited anyway, a wide smile lingering on rosy petals. ‘ how did you find out? ’ she curiously asks, smile never leaving her lips while following his directions. ‘ is it a puppy? or a kitten? or — or a little vacation? ’ she placed both hands against his own, soft chuckle escaping her lips.

for a moment the man was completely UNAWARE klaus was speaking to him. he waited for a REPLY from his old friend only to be completely caught off guard by the mans ANSWER.”tom avery?” he questioned, eyebrows furrowed as he thought to HIMSELF. looking over at the familiar UNFAMILIAR face he cocked his head to the side, “you look like an OLD friend of mine. who are you TOM AVERY?”

@ineffableds .

That almost sounded like a dare. “Would you like to see my fangs, mate? I can arrange that if you’d like.” Up close and personal. Doppelganger blood was far richer than the average human blood that Klaus lived day to day on. “Stefan. Salvatore. Yes, he’s a vampire – a piss poor excuse for a vampire, but a vampire nonetheless.” Who let themselves get into a twist over a teenage girl? It was hardly becoming. “You are not a vampire; you are a doppelganger.” Klaus was sure they’d gone over that part already…but he was too drunk to remember. “It simply means that you are a mirror image of Stefan. Really, you should visit Mystic Falls…I’d wager you wouldn’t much get past the border before someone called you Stefan.”

“That...sounded a bit too kinky for my liking.” Raising an eyebrow, Tom glanced back at the other in light skepticism, the words that he heard only rebounding the moment they caught his ears. Really, in his current state he barely could decipher ANYTHING the other said, thus confusion spread across his face soon enough. “Where on earth is that town anyway? It sounds.. pretty mystical. Get it? Mystic Falls? Mystical?” A laugh escaped him, though that joke was more than LAME. “Ah...never heard of it. ‘S it nearby? Can I get there by walking? You comin’ with me?” With the time that had passed, his once clear sounding voice had turned into a slurring one, the alcohol was to blame.