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Face scrunching unconsciously at the question, he blinked at the other - wondering if he should ask them if they’d hit their head to see if he had to seek out a doctor. There weren’t a lot of reasons that weren’t worrying for why people asked you what year it was. “It’s 2030.” He supplied, that at least he didn’t have to overthink. “Can I ask why you’re asking what year it is?”

elena had been walking around the outskirts of the city, seeking some peace and tranquility in the midst of the chaos. the brunette startled as she heard a voice start to call out before spinning around in the direction of the voice, “ bonnie ? “ her words shocked as she tilted her head gently, looking at the other, “ are you okay ? “ refraining from coming any closer as she was afraid to startle the other.

the voice was familiar, echoing in her mind as clear as day. however, how could it be? this was new orlean’s, and no one she knew resided her, or planned on doing so. peering around the side of the street, and approaching the figure, caroline stopped in her tracks. her mouth opened, words deterred to leave her lips, leaving parted lips with no sound. “ bonnie? what are you doing here? “

it felt momentarily like all the air had been punched out of her, and in an epiphany like moment bonnie almost felt her soul leave her body, drawn towards the familiarity of the voice that responded to her.  ‘caroline?’  tears welled up in her eyes as she rushed towards the blonde, throwing her arms around her.  ‘I don’t know.  I don’t know-- but I’m so glad to see you caroline!’