@5eriously asked: ❛ you want me to shut him up for you? ❜
elena presses her hands deeper into her jacket pockets. she finds a hole in the left one, pointer finger snagging on the fabric. " no, caroline. it's fine. just let him leave. " the brunette leans against the side of bonnie's car, doe eyes watching the teenage boy sulk into the on-coming crowd of freshmen when he finally understands that he's not going to get a rise out of her. " he's just being dumb. someone probably dared him to say it. " hey elena! how're you parents? oh, wait ... they're dead. " besides, if you start something, they're just going to keep coming back. "











