Alaric and Damon were standing in Alaric’s garage. “You call that not wrecked?” Damon said, looking at the car.
“It’s not that bad” Alaric said, not very convincing. “We can still fix it”
“Alright then” Damon gave in and he rolled up his sleeves. He walked at the front side of the car and gave a look at it. While he did some things Alaric came standing inayofuata to him. He leaned against the car. “You’ve been hanging out with Elena quite a lot lately” he started. Damon avoided Alaric’s look and pretended to concentrate on fixing the car. “Not that I mind” Alaric continued. “But… is something going on between the two of you? Did she break up with Stefan?”
Damon let out a deep sigh. Didn’t Ric understand how painful this conversation was? “We’re just friends, okay? She’s still with Stefan” he alisema annoyed.
“Okay, then” Alaric alisema relieved.
“Why is it such a big deal for wewe anyway?” Damon asked, getting back at the car.
“I only have the best interest for Elena” Alaric said.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Damon asked annoyed.
“It means I’m not sure if wewe would be good for Elena” Alaric alisema careful. “I know she’s zaidi to wewe than just a friend, but she already has a boyfriend. Stay away from her”
Damon didn’t answer, but pulled some threads.
“You’re angry now” Alaric noted. “Look, I don’t want to piss wewe off, but wewe can be kind of reckless”
“Yeah, I heard you” Damon said. “I’m reckless, I’m not good enough, she already has Stefan, yada yada yada. Did wewe ask me to come here to help wewe au to preach on me? Because in case two I’m leaving now and wewe can call Steffie, so he can help you”
Alaric imagined him and Stefan working on his car and it didn’t appeal to him at all. Damon was his buddy, not Stefan.
“No, I’ll keep my mouth shut”
“It’s not that bad” Alaric said, not very convincing. “We can still fix it”
“Alright then” Damon gave in and he rolled up his sleeves. He walked at the front side of the car and gave a look at it. While he did some things Alaric came standing inayofuata to him. He leaned against the car. “You’ve been hanging out with Elena quite a lot lately” he started. Damon avoided Alaric’s look and pretended to concentrate on fixing the car. “Not that I mind” Alaric continued. “But… is something going on between the two of you? Did she break up with Stefan?”
Damon let out a deep sigh. Didn’t Ric understand how painful this conversation was? “We’re just friends, okay? She’s still with Stefan” he alisema annoyed.
“Okay, then” Alaric alisema relieved.
“Why is it such a big deal for wewe anyway?” Damon asked, getting back at the car.
“I only have the best interest for Elena” Alaric said.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Damon asked annoyed.
“It means I’m not sure if wewe would be good for Elena” Alaric alisema careful. “I know she’s zaidi to wewe than just a friend, but she already has a boyfriend. Stay away from her”
Damon didn’t answer, but pulled some threads.
“You’re angry now” Alaric noted. “Look, I don’t want to piss wewe off, but wewe can be kind of reckless”
“Yeah, I heard you” Damon said. “I’m reckless, I’m not good enough, she already has Stefan, yada yada yada. Did wewe ask me to come here to help wewe au to preach on me? Because in case two I’m leaving now and wewe can call Steffie, so he can help you”
Alaric imagined him and Stefan working on his car and it didn’t appeal to him at all. Damon was his buddy, not Stefan.
“No, I’ll keep my mouth shut”
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are wewe doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and wewe look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena ametoa maoni sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are wewe doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and wewe look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena ametoa maoni sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
The inayofuata morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of kitanda and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, inaonyesha her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. wewe have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of kitanda and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, inaonyesha her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. wewe have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
