There was an unusual lull in his nightly ventures. He knew it wouldn’t be too long before someone called looking for delivery. But until then, he would just lock up his bike, get himself a bite to eat at his favourite food truck, then park himself on the bench til his next call.     He wheeled his bike over to a telephone pole, chained his bike to it, then made his way over to the Food Trucks window. 

  “Hey man, how’s it going tonight?” 

“Hey- Levi, when you got a moment, can I get another one?”

Here Hank sat, sort of slumped at the bar, his hand the only thing propping up his head. He hadn’t drank so much things were blurring, or he was in danger of falling off his stool. Just enough to take some of the edge of the day off- but not enough to numb himself yet.  He still had a ways to go.

“Kinda fucking quiet here tonight,  huh?”

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No, no they didn’t. If there was one thing Klaus knew something about - it was death. And that was not something that was about to happen. But, he played along.

  “Oh yeah, that was crazy! Phew.” He touched his hand to his chest.

“I’m Klaus, and you are?”

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HAD HE JUST DIED? OR- whatever the near equivalent was for him. But clearly, that high was gooood. So instead of saying anything, he just put up his hand for a high five.

"Oh well if it’s not that bad-” 

Frankie took his hands as she guided him back into the room. A cheeky smile curled up on her lips.

”-I guess you don’t need to be  spoiled now that you’re home.”

“Hmm?”

Clare gazed up at the other from her spot on the couch, it was such a surprise that anyone would talk to her in her state. She missed being back at home, and that wasn’t an option unless she got better for her sister and her own sake. A sigh left her lips as she twirled a cigarette between her digits. 

“Oh I’m fine, just a tad tired. Winnie had a tough night trying to put Elena back to bed so I helped– I was up til four.”

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 She’d heard his steps behind her blocks ago. The second he started to tail her, she knew. Her hands, settled into her pockets of her jacket. Emma wanted to get him alone; she had to get to the bottom of this.  She turned down the dark between two buildings, then waited behind a dumpster to take him by surprise.