Damon and Elena were in the kitchen, both sitting on the dresser. Elena pulled on a hole in her jeans, making it bigger.
“The fashion trend where people wear worn off jeans has passed a long time ago, Elena” Damon smirked.
“I’m sorry’ Elena mumbled.
“It’s okay…But if wewe want to make zaidi holes I can help you” Damon winked.
“That’s not what I’m talking about” Elena shook her head. “I’m sorry about the bracelet. Amber broke it. I know how much it means to wewe and giving it to me was a really nice offer and now it’s broken and I can’t fix it”
Damon shrugged. “Well, you’re lucky it wasn’t real gold” he alisema uigizaji reproachful.
“But it must’ve cost a fortune! How can I ever pay that back?” Elena said.
“Maybe we can have a séance, so we can ask my mother to send us the bill” Damon joked.
“You really make fun of everything, don’t you?” Elena alisema a little shocked.
“Would wewe feel better if I told wewe I have something that could replace the bracelet?” Damon asked. Elena shook her head. “No zaidi gifts, Damon, you’ve aliyopewa me enough already” “No, no, no, it’s not a gift” Damon raised his hand. “It’s yours already”
Elena frowned, wondering what it was. Damon stuck his hand in his pocket and conjured a jewelry box. “Damon, you’re not…?” Damon chuckled. “No, I’m not” He opened the box, so Elena could see its content. “My necklace” she alisema breathless. “Where did wewe find it?”
“Ric’s loft. I drove him nyumbani last night and he told me he had it. He thought I should be the one giving it to you” Damon said. He took the mkufu and Elena automatically averted her head, throwing her hair over her shoulder. He put the mkufu on and she turned around again. She threw her arms around him to onyesha her gratitude, but in her enthusiasm she pulled them both of the dresser.
“Oww” Damon said, but Elena was choking up in laughter.