#magicisterra

Damon had just walked out of the Grill, the taste of bourbon still fresh in his mouth as he walked over to the parking lot. It had been an uneventful night, which was fine by him, especially if the alternative was to deal with more homicidal witches. He took out his phone and looked at the screen to see what time it was, but immediately looked up, sensing he wasn't alone in the parking lot.

"Need something?" he asked, arching an eyebrow at the person leaning against the hood of his car.

It was nearly sunset and Tess was out taking a walk; she'd only been in town for a few days and she liked the idea of exploring her surroundings a little bit. She'd been walking for nearly twenty minutes when she realized someone else was walking behind her, but keeping their distance. She penned it down to coincidence, at first, but when the other person started making the same turns she did, she became suspicious. After a couple more steps, she turned around to face them. "Are you following me?" 

Isaac was sitting in the school cafeteria by himself, his lunch mostly finished on the tray and his Chemistry book open on the table. He had a test coming up and though he was doing his best to try and memorize what he was reading, he felt like it was a lost cause. When someone sat down in the seat across from him, he looked up, curious. “Uh, hi,” he said, his attention on them instead of on the book.