leaders don't run

Amy glanced at the houses currently being refurbished from her position on a park bench, a noticeable smile lifting the corners of her mouth. "Y'know, I've been so wary of the last few places we've holed up in. But Alexandria feels different. I think this might be the one."

"You think so?" Having been forced onto a lunch break by his mom, Scott now sat with Amy in the sun, stretched out on the bench. They'd been playing catch up when she brought up the town. Ironically, Scott hadn't really ever had the time to ponder the idea, too busy playing catch up in the infirmary and for the council. Still stuck in survival mode, not once had he taken a moment to consider the longevity of the situation, whether or not this place was going to be their forever place. But now that she'd mentioned it, it made sense. What else were they all working toward, if not setting down roots? Rebuilding had to have an end goal. "It's definitely different having vampires in charge," he joked, though the formation of the council alone put this town miles ahead of any other place they'd tried to set up. This time, they actually had agency.

✁ hanna or scott x

✁ scott or isaaaaaaaac

“ well, how do i look? ”scottty