#drgilbert

florence had been sitting on the bench, one leg crossed over the other and she had been doodling in her sketch book which is something she always did in downtime or when she needed to relax. the redhead ran a hand through her hair, finishing up the scene before her of a woman near a tree in the park. she often used people as her subjects, at least before she died. pursing her lips together she thought and ripped the page from her pad. “excuse me.” she said, approaching slowly. “i saw you.. and it kind of inspired this? not in a creepy way i just, thought you might want to keep it.” florence shrugged. 

after a phone call with her father to make sure he was alright after the madness of the carnival, elena decided she was going to stop by and see him. after all, she had only seen him once since both of their coming back from the dead and she missed him dearly. she made herself comfortable on the couch and smiled at her father, she wasn’t an idiot she still knew all of the things he did when she was little in the back of her mind but right now she was a girl who wanted to spend time with her dad. “i was thinking maybe we could do a dinner night? i’m still not the best cook in the world but we could go to the grill, maybe even facetime with jeremy. i talked to him the other day and he’s on a work trip so he can’t make it to town yet but i know he’d be happy to see you.”