Late December with my heart in my chest & the clouds of my breat

helena: remember when you used to call me that and mean it?

helena: yeah neither do i.

helena: why...do you miss me..

damon: ouch i do

damon: of course

helena: I thought that's what you liked about me papi

helena: I really didn't think you did tbh

helena: Damon stop cmon I didn't know you actually...whatever fine

damon: you wish baby girl

damon: well i do

“i’m tryin’ to make a joke!” his hands fly up defensively, finger poking at alex’s cheek. “you need to learn how to do that. death can’t always be serious, you know.”

helena: always am honey ;*

helena: and may i ask why it is that you "miss" me

helena: im actually in the mood to laugh so make it good baby

damon: dont get cocky

damon: who wouldnt miss you??

Jamie: oh no problem 😊

Jamie: you never planned hanging out before

Jamie: shady??? Don't call me shady when I didn't even know

Jamie: You never complained about me leaving before either

River: well i did this time

River: and you would've known if you stuck around for like ten more minutes