not broken just bent

Damon sways back and fourth in the room he had been given, To his surprise it was a pretty nice room, rather decent enough. However, He was forever regretting the offer Stephan, his brother, had offered about this place. As he walked back and fourth studying the place, He heard his door creak from behind him, Without turning he says, “No, I’m not letting you borrow whatever you need to borrow.” Well, that’s what he thought since it was an apartment complex and Damon thought he would get constant questions about things maybe others would want to to borrow from their friendly neighbor.

“I know…the beanie is ridiculous. But it’s a gift from my boyfriend and it’s SURPRISINGLY pretty cozy.”

“It’s cute, in a slightly ridiculous way but since it’s a gift and it’s cozy I’d say it’s pretty damn cool.”

it’s a phone in her hand and a confused look around, when she comes too in the middle of the street. a car honks, and soon her feet are hitting the ground hard as she runs out of the street. someone’s bumping into her, and her head’s spinning. what is this? where is she? her hand’s still grasping onto the phone, and she looks down at the rectangular object that she doesn’t recognise. “what the kriff.” she curses under her breath, a hand moving up to her hair as she turns around in confusion. what the kriff indeed.

Bonnie could tell a look of confusion and panic anywhere and that was exactly what she saw when she looked at the woman. She rushed over, wanting to help if she could. “Hey, is everything okay? You look a little startled. Do you want to go somewhere more quiet?”

“Wh-wh-ere-” he looked around, this wasn’t his place. It didn’t look familiar at all. He wasn’t even sure how he got here, only that he’d woken up on the couch. That wasn’t an uncommon thing, but as he started to walk around he couldn’t recognize his surroundings

“Now, why would you go and do a thing like that?” the heretic mused with a straight face. He doesn’t make an approach, but it was clear that he’d calculated the space between them; planning any further moves. And then he went to work answering her slew of questions. “I work here. You didn’t kill me. And… no.” Then his face lit up in a smug smile.

Based on her reaction, Henrik could tell that she hadn’t had good interactions with his siblings.  “I’m sorry if they’ve caused you any harm.”

“It’s not down to you to apologize for them. Besides they tried to kill me so many times, and constantly forced me to perform spells for them. I don’t think there are enough apologies in the world.”

“ that makes two of us. ” red laughs softly, unable to help but wonder just how much WEIRD shit the other girl had gone through. “ it’s nice to meet you as well, bonnie. ” it’s a simple enough name that red knows she’ll be able to remember it. hopefully. “ thank you for the help, by the way !! ”

“Its no problem, I really wish I could help more but it seems like strange things are constantly happening and I can’t even try to explain it all. But if I ever find out an answer about time travel you’ll be the first person I tell.”

“Oh, I’m from National City.  It’s actually a lot like this place.”  Mon-El smiled softly and tilted his head to the side.  “Is he really that bad?”

“Oh, that’s in California right? I didn’t think California and New York would have much in common.” Although she hadn’t been to California yet on her travels so she couldn’t possibly know for sure. “He really is that bad. He’s killing a pregnant woman bad, a pregnant woman who was his twin sister. It was also her wedding day.” Bonnie sighed, and that was only one thing he’d done.

It seemed the quiet, if not apathetic, muttering of OCUPADO hadn’t reached through the thin wood. The door opened, revealing a less than decent witchpire, working his shirt back onto his form. His expression was unreadable as he ignored the others presence, finishing the task of dressing himself. 

He had just finished his shift, and was getting out of his uniform for the night. Only when he had finally adjusted the cloth; tugging the elastic of his graphic shirt away from his throat, did he truly acknowledge the person standing in the doorway. An almost friendly smile graced his features. Uncanny. “Hi.”