Tyler stared at Ronnie over his glass. She had been telling all about herself. It was quite a lot. Her parents both lived in Charlottesville. She had a brother named Jack, but he was out of the picture. She was interested in Supernatural stuff and had heard Mystic Falls was full of it. And now she stared at Tyler with an expecting look.
“I want to know zaidi about this town ”
Tyler frowned. “There’s really nothing to tell” he alisema avoiding.
“Yeah, right” Ronnie alisema in disbelief. She searched her handbag and took out a newspaper and held it in front of Tyler.
“Police finds bodies of Lindy sisters” Tyler read. He looked up. “Yeah? What’s that to do with any Supernatural stuff?”
“There were bite marks on the youngest girl’s arm. They couldn’t find anything else, so she died because of that bite. And the eldest her moyo got ripped out. Think of any creatures that do that?” Ronnie said.
“What else do wewe got?” Tyler asked, not giving in.
“I know Damon and Stefan Salvatore are Wanyonya damu and that I can’t trust them” Ronnie said.
“Have wewe met them?” Tyler raised an eyebrow.
“No, but a close friend told me everything about them” Ronnie explained. “I’m prepared, though. I know vervain weakens them and that they have rings to protect them from the sun. I know wolfsbane is poisonous for mtu-bweha and I’m pretty sure I heard something about witches, though not many are left”
Tyler coughed. “You’ve done quite some research”
“Yes, I have” Ronnie confirmed, pleased with herself. “And I know your little secret” she whispered conspiracy.
“What?” Tyler asked shocked.
“I know wewe don’t like me” Ronnie said. “You’re just trying to make up. I know wewe like that blonde girl”
“Who? Caroline?” Tyler asked, playing dumb. “Nah, we’re very close, but there’s nothing between us”
“Yeah, because someone’s too blind to see the signs” Ronnie said.
“What signs?”
Ronnie rolled her eyes. “Honestly. Okay, wewe be a gentleman and pay the bill, please? I’m going to the bathroom” She walked to the restrooms. Tyler conjured some paper money and put it on the meza, jedwali when he heard someone coughing.
“Excuse me, sir. The black car outside is it yours?” a deputy asked.
“Depends” Tyler alisema frowning. “How many black cars did wewe see?”
“How about wewe come with me so wewe can point me your car and I’ll tell wewe if it’s the one I mean” the deputy suggested.
Tyler’s frown grew deeper. “You didn’t look at the license plate? Tell me wewe at least know what kind of car it was”
“Look, sir, it is not my intention to make a scene here, so how about wewe come with me. If it’s not your car that’s parked wrong there’s no problem” the deputy said.
“Fine” Tyler muttered and he grabbed his kanzu, koti and followed the deputy outside.
Ronnie came out of the restrooms and noticed right away Tyler had left. She walked to the meza, jedwali with fierce steps, knowing everyone was looking at her. She grabbed her glass of wine, drank it to the bottom and smashed it on the table.
“I want to know zaidi about this town ”
Tyler frowned. “There’s really nothing to tell” he alisema avoiding.
“Yeah, right” Ronnie alisema in disbelief. She searched her handbag and took out a newspaper and held it in front of Tyler.
“Police finds bodies of Lindy sisters” Tyler read. He looked up. “Yeah? What’s that to do with any Supernatural stuff?”
“There were bite marks on the youngest girl’s arm. They couldn’t find anything else, so she died because of that bite. And the eldest her moyo got ripped out. Think of any creatures that do that?” Ronnie said.
“What else do wewe got?” Tyler asked, not giving in.
“I know Damon and Stefan Salvatore are Wanyonya damu and that I can’t trust them” Ronnie said.
“Have wewe met them?” Tyler raised an eyebrow.
“No, but a close friend told me everything about them” Ronnie explained. “I’m prepared, though. I know vervain weakens them and that they have rings to protect them from the sun. I know wolfsbane is poisonous for mtu-bweha and I’m pretty sure I heard something about witches, though not many are left”
Tyler coughed. “You’ve done quite some research”
“Yes, I have” Ronnie confirmed, pleased with herself. “And I know your little secret” she whispered conspiracy.
“What?” Tyler asked shocked.
“I know wewe don’t like me” Ronnie said. “You’re just trying to make up. I know wewe like that blonde girl”
“Who? Caroline?” Tyler asked, playing dumb. “Nah, we’re very close, but there’s nothing between us”
“Yeah, because someone’s too blind to see the signs” Ronnie said.
“What signs?”
Ronnie rolled her eyes. “Honestly. Okay, wewe be a gentleman and pay the bill, please? I’m going to the bathroom” She walked to the restrooms. Tyler conjured some paper money and put it on the meza, jedwali when he heard someone coughing.
“Excuse me, sir. The black car outside is it yours?” a deputy asked.
“Depends” Tyler alisema frowning. “How many black cars did wewe see?”
“How about wewe come with me so wewe can point me your car and I’ll tell wewe if it’s the one I mean” the deputy suggested.
Tyler’s frown grew deeper. “You didn’t look at the license plate? Tell me wewe at least know what kind of car it was”
“Look, sir, it is not my intention to make a scene here, so how about wewe come with me. If it’s not your car that’s parked wrong there’s no problem” the deputy said.
“Fine” Tyler muttered and he grabbed his kanzu, koti and followed the deputy outside.
Ronnie came out of the restrooms and noticed right away Tyler had left. She walked to the meza, jedwali with fierce steps, knowing everyone was looking at her. She grabbed her glass of wine, drank it to the bottom and smashed it on the table.
So, I made yes-and-no kura ya maoni to vote for Paul in TCA's 2012. I included a description saying "He needs to win this time and deserves to win." Then a (Not DE fans, a) DE shabiki picked no and ametoa maoni saying, "Ian deserves to win. 3rd time in row?? I don't care. He's the best. He should win for eternity."
Like what the fuq, bro? Paul hasn't aliyopewa credit au appreciated kwa his hard work this season and wewe keep saying those things to him? wewe (the DE fan), are selfish .
I'm not saying that wewe should all vote for Paul because he is greater than Ian. I'm saying is that Ian is the best too but, at least be fair. Give Paul a chance. He has worked very hard, as Ian.
Paul needs to win this time. And the Teen Choice Awards 2012 is before his birthday. Make it as his birthday gift from his fans. So he would know that we appreciate him for his hardwork..
Vote for him here: link
Like what the fuq, bro? Paul hasn't aliyopewa credit au appreciated kwa his hard work this season and wewe keep saying those things to him? wewe (the DE fan), are selfish .
I'm not saying that wewe should all vote for Paul because he is greater than Ian. I'm saying is that Ian is the best too but, at least be fair. Give Paul a chance. He has worked very hard, as Ian.
Paul needs to win this time. And the Teen Choice Awards 2012 is before his birthday. Make it as his birthday gift from his fans. So he would know that we appreciate him for his hardwork..
Vote for him here: link
Bonnie unchained Damon’s other hand and he dropped on the ground. With his unbroken and unbitten arm he tried to drag himself out of the cage, though he had no idea where the entrance was.
He felt how Bonnie grabbed his foot and dragged him back. In a reflex he kicked her and she fell backwards.
“You son of a bitch! My lip’s bleeding!” Bonnie cursed.
Damon kicked her again.
“You’re going to pay for this!” Bonnie exclaimed furious.
Then everything went quiet. Damon waited for Bonnie to do something horrible, but another aching stayed out.
Then Bonnie lifted up her feet and stamped his broken arm with her high heels. She grabbed his hair and dragged him to the wall, throwing him against it.
“You’re not playing kwa the rules, Damon!” she alisema furious. “No one told wewe wewe could try and get away from me!”
He felt how Bonnie grabbed his foot and dragged him back. In a reflex he kicked her and she fell backwards.
“You son of a bitch! My lip’s bleeding!” Bonnie cursed.
Damon kicked her again.
“You’re going to pay for this!” Bonnie exclaimed furious.
Then everything went quiet. Damon waited for Bonnie to do something horrible, but another aching stayed out.
Then Bonnie lifted up her feet and stamped his broken arm with her high heels. She grabbed his hair and dragged him to the wall, throwing him against it.
“You’re not playing kwa the rules, Damon!” she alisema furious. “No one told wewe wewe could try and get away from me!”