Enzo St John

Franny sat at the bar drinking some new drink the bar tender wanted to her try so she took it, free drink for just sitting there? might as well. Looking over as the male was talking , he was cute but he had already had a date for the night but that couldn’t stop a little flirting from happening could it ? “ I think it’s kind of cute to be nervous,i mean don’t be like shaky and all that but it’s good “ she said 

Cute -- that’s the last thing Enzo expected to be called, but he takes it. A soft smile dances across his lips as he turned to greet the stranger, “At least one good thing is my date and I knows each other.” But that only made it worse for his nervousness, but also he’s looking forward to it. “What about you? I doubt any guys would let loose someone like yourself, or was your date not what you expected?” Enzo chuckled, smirk hooking at the corner o his lips. This wouldn’t be the first time something similar had happened, from the horror stories he had heard so far from the crowd.

Stefan was extremely disappointed he hadn’t won Caroline’s basket but it didn’t matter as he was now spending the evening with his best friend. Really it was what Lexi needed he was getting more than concerned about her being trapped inside, so perhaps this would keep her mind busy for a while. ‘’Depends what you’re nervous about? never met your date before?’’ Stefan questioned unknown to him that it was Enzo who won Caroline’s basket.

The other may not know of him but Enzo knew, perhaps not the way his other younger brother looked but he sure had heard all these different things about Stefan. “Oh, no. That’s not it.” He chuckled lightly with a shake of his head, “Maybe I’m just not to used to the idea of this.” Enzo admits, not to mention the blonde had became someone who he hold close to his heart. The last thing he want is to mess this up, “What about you, mate? Here alone?”

Giovanni saw the male and chose to approach him, brows raised in response to his comment. “I didn’t have you pegged as the nervous type.” A smirk then crossed the vampire’s lips, cocking his head to the side ever so slightly. “You didn’t use your special talent to guarantee a win?” He asked, referring to the ability of mind control that they both harboured. 

Just as the evening begins to look up, a face Enzo wish he never see again shows up beside him like the nightmare he is. “Well, you learn something new everyday.” Trying not his best in not to roll his eyes at the other, but it was proven hard. Even though the urge to fight this vampire lingers, Enzo knew it would be a bad move because he has already tried. “No, I didn’t need. Can’t say the same when it comes to you however.”

she chuckled back and could see why he reminded her of her brother. “oh definitely. i have all sorts of regrets about this whole thing,” she admitted lightly. “i don’t think i’ve met caroline yet but i’m sure she’s lucky too,” she teased with a playful wink. 

Enzo laughed softly, shaking his head lightly at her remark. As much as this basket idea sounded pleasant and nice for the good of charity, he couldn’t help but to note that it also sounds somewhat creepy. “Maybe the luckiest yet she had been lately.” He sighed, getting used to the changes and adjustments to her new life style is definitely a struggle. “Who knows, there’s always something ought to ruin moments like this.”

Bonnie shrugged. “You never know,” She said with a smile. “Thanks for being there for her,” She said. “Through the transitioning and all,” She said to him. She didn’t know what was her dreams meant but she figured it was something internally wrong with her.

It wasn’t much of a choice considering it was partly his fault that Caroline was turned, but things could’ve been worse. “Is the less I can do.” Enzo mumbled softly, if he could at least help her through this weird stage he will because he knows how hard it can be. “Where’s your date?”

ana was basically just looking around for familiar faces at that point. she’d left her basket on her blanket, wondering who had won hers. though it wasn’t the most important part to her. she tilted her head as she moved up to his side. “hm. i guess not. i’m more curious than nervous,” she chuckled. “who did you win?”

As if it isn’t the younger Salvatore who appeared beside him, with a chuckle Enzo glanced towards the other with a small smirk. “I suppose, but aren’t you afraid it would be some random stranger who looks about 50 odd?” He teased, tugging his hands into his pockets. “Caroline, lucky me.” Enzo smiled smugly.

Bonnie had been wandering around when she saw Enzo. She smiled softly and chuckled. “Nerves are good. Means you’re alive. Or I guess in your case, undead,” She explained. “I’m pretty sure care would have rigged it if she wanted to,” She explained.

Enzo chuckled lightly, knowing that sounded like something the blonde would do despite the fact that she would say it wouldn’t be fair. “If she did tempered with the result, it must’ve been for someone else.” Sure -- they were close but the two never exactly express their attraction to each other.

Cassie laughed lightly then rolled her eyes. “Men perhaps, though I’m sure girls would run toward you instead of run away from you.” Tipping her head to the side ever so slightly as he questioned her, the young witch then chuckled lightly. “Both?” She admitted, her nose wrinkling ever so slightly before then shrugging her shoulders. “I haven’t bumped into him just yet so I seem to be doing a pretty good job at hiding.” Cassie spoke with a slight smile.

The man let out a soft laugh, pulling a playful face at Cassie before thanking the waiter who brought them their drinks. He had lived long enough to know what his own charms do to people, especially when it is paired with his accent. “Well, I suppose you’re not wrong. The benefits of a British accent.” Enzo smirked, before taking a small gulp from his glass. “So, it is a he and a friend hm.” He mused, brows raising at the other playfully. “You sure you want to be hiding from the poor guy?”

ana wasn’t used to having only a couple of places to be. she’d liked the bigger cities where she could enjoy herself. of course, it wasn’t exactly a pleasure visit that had brought her back to the home town she said she’d never go back to. she tilted her head as she took a sip of her drink, looking at the stranger that had taken a seat next to her. “no. i mean, it’s a pretty face,” she quipped. “just observing,” she added with a mischievous glint in her ice blue eyes.

“Pretty face? Well, that’s a first.” Enzo smirked as he shook his head teasingly before thanking the bartender whom brought him the drink, taking a small gulp of the alcoholic content before he turned to face the stranger again. “You don’t seems to be someone who enjoys the quiet small town life, where did you travel from?” He asked, curiosity laced within his voice as something about her seems familiar yet he couldn’t quite put his finger on.