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“Maybe a dose of independence, bouncing from boyfriend to boyfriend, are you even sure what you want? Well, maybe you could be useful, Elijah needs some companionship, but I want him to feel better not worse. So independence it is.”

    Stefan had always considered himself to be the kind of person that preferred a routine, in his work. However, his new job was proving to be more unpredictable than he’d planned. Working in construction, had gone hand in hand with maintenance, repairs, and apparently, meant he was automatically signed up for one day events, working the operations and heavy lifting. Stefan had to admit, the interesting range within his job title was something he was coming to appreciate by the day. Never a dull moment at work. As he was here in the Kelemen Quarter Fairgrounds, strictly assigned to the city’s culture in what appeared to be a top notch festival. And, above all, his placement had correlated him and Caroline here. With her title as the official coordinator of this event, Stefan purposely stayed put up, merely inspecting his surroundings as his own form of ‘doing something’ in the mean time. As she finally made her way over, Stefan gestured his hellos in a half efforted, single wave. “I was gonna come and say hi, but something told me I’d be better off staying out of Harm’s Way—” he was jokingly referring to the way she carried on with her micromanaging technique. “Y’know, for the first hour, or two…”