"No one’s sitting there?" Bai raises her brows in doubt. She hadn’t seen anyone sit in the seat the whole time and she just wanted to sit down.

Stefan replied physically only with a simple nod of his large cranium. "It's taken." He repeated in a flat monotone voice. If she wanted to sit somewhere the bar was full of empty seats. She didn't have to seat beside him. That would have forced him into a unwanted conversation.

….you’re lying, right?

Eyes the color of emeralds stared down at the brunette as he stood in the entrance to his hotel room. Why she followed him was beyond infuriating. He wanted to forget her. Forget the memories. Forget the pain, and, the longer he stared into those beautiful doe eyes only prolonged his suffering. He could have turned off his humanity all together and just threw every little emotion he had right out the window but he refused to take the cheap way out. He intended on moving past this on his own accord. No matter how painful it would be. "You're point Elena? Rebekah and Klaus are blood and yet they hate each other more than Damon and I. Just because I'm related to someone doesn't mean I should be cooperative with them. Damon, however, is not the issue here. The issue is that you decided to travel clear across the map chasing me when you have a boyfriend back in Mystic Falls waiting for you. Does not seem real fair now does it?" 

Stefan let what the brunette said sink in before letting his hands take shelter deep inside his jean pockets. "I'm sorry to hear that, miss. I'm sure she will be fine. Have you ever asked her where she goes or why she runs away?"

Stefan tilted the upper portion of his frame down to get a better look at the pixelated image than let his shoulders roll up into a shrug. "I have not. How old is she?"

"Why won't I be happy? I can finally start a life of my own and not have to worry about what Elena and Damon are doing all the time, and actually, you came to me. Not the other way around. So if you think I'm still hung up on her you're wrong."

"You came to me for a reason. Just say it. If it's not as important as you're telling me you should have no trouble."

"It doesn't matter. What did you wanna talk about exactly?"

"Why won't you want to visit here? Does this bring back bad memories or something for you? I know it's really none of my business I'm just curious is all, and, trying to pass the time couldn't really hurt either.."