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“Did you know that when Snoop Dogg turns 60, he’ll be 420 in dog years? If that isn’t the most accurate thing you’ve heard all day, I don’t know what is.” Ruby blurted out of nowhere. She had no idea what they had previously been talking about or why she spent time working out the maths behind that fact but here she is... 

“Unless you have alcohol or food you’re willing to share, do not talk to me right now.” It felt like the first time she had sat down all weekend. With all the vampires seemingly going crazy all at the same time, it resulted in a lot of dead bodies and a lot of work for Melody. Clearly, she wasn’t happy about. 

It was the 4th of July, and despite that he had to get to his parents’ for their annual barbeque sometime soon, Theo was just sipping on a beer, sitting on the steps of his apartment building, staring out into the road. He was still a mess from the events of this weekend, and couldn’t really wrap his head around what happened. He wiped the sweat off of his face, before chuckling, “God, I’m going insane.”

* “I’ve never needed a week off more.” He was speaking to himself with a beer in hand. It had been a long case outside of town that he had to travel to and it was a tough case to deal with. All he wanted was a beer and some time to wind down. “Is there a pool or anywhere to swim in town?” He turned to the person next to him at the bar. 

At this point, he had to assume that Bellamy had left him and the rest of her life behind. Maybe it got too much, with Roman, with his job, with him always being busy. But he was still angry about it. Upset. On the verge of becoming enraged. He hadn’t let himself be open to that kind of feeling with someone since over a decade ago, and this time, it wasn’t death that took the person away, it was that person’s choice. He knew rationally, he had to respect that. But he didn’t. He was so filled with hate and loss and betrayal. He wanted to yell, he wanted to erase every picture he had of her, throw out all of her shit in his apartment. Above all of that, though, he wanted to get so shitfaced he forgot her name, and his name. He pounded the shots back in sucession, babbling to the bartender, himself, and anyone who was in ear’s reach. “Guess what? Love? That shit is a sham. It’s all chemicals in your brain. Take a fuckin’ molly instead, son.”

Using her tightest red dress and high heels, Sofia laughed loudly at something the barman had said. She looked nothing like the woman who had been through the worst two years of her life. Sofia felt free, she felt lighter, she was having fun for the first time in what seemed like forever. Feeling nothing was a bless and she couldn’t understand why she hadn’t turned off the second she turned into a vampire. The barman was hypnotized by her and it became obvious when he tripped away from where she was stading because he couldn’t stop looking at Sofia. “Poor thing.” She laughed as she took a sip of her drink, too busy enjoying the attention to care about anyone around her.

Lucy had dropped her bags in at the motel before wandering around town. She was trying and failing to find a burger van or even just a local restaurant so true to herself she decided to draw some attention by standing on the bench. “What’s a girl gotta do to find a decent burger around here?” She called out to the passing people.