“Don’t get me wrong, I love getting back into the routine of school, but where I draw the line is professors emailing with homework assignments before the first day of classes. What happened to good, old fashioned syllabus day?” Elena asked with a playful roll of her eyes. Engaging in conversation with a person passing by was definitely the extrovert’s way of procrastination. Putting her bookmark into her book and closing it was the last nail in the coffin. She knew she’d get back to it eventually, but a break never hurt anyone. 

   There came a tendency for the Original Hybrid’s paranoia to leave him on edge, while he MAY have won in some ways..in others he merely found himself with the frustration of obstacles in his way and enough that tearing through the town surely felt necessary even if unhelpful at the present time (to win after all you had to leave people alive to fear you). It took but a meal or two before he found himself bored, a desire to paint to gain some aid and yet he found himself with the presence of another. 

katherine had been back in beacon falls for what felt like all of ten minutes, and she was bored. taking a seat at the bar, she hailed the bartender with a raised hand and let out a frustrated sigh when he held up a finger to tell her to wait—how many customers could he possibly have, anyway? it wasn’t like the place was all that crowded. katherine spared a sideways glance at the person sitting next to her, though she was mostly talking to herself when she mumbled, “i need a drink.”

    There definitely seemed to be this SKILL he had for winding up in situations where trouble seemed to want to start, like fate or some crap just needed him to suffer and he could only ever do his best to try and talk his way out of it (that hardly ever worked out well). “You know this is just some shitty coincidence...and i’d like totally appreciate it if you could just forget this happened yeah?”

   Being on edge sort of seemed to be the norm as of late. The merge LOOMED over her head, a reminder that whatever happened she was gonna lose in one way or another (stupid coven traditions right?). So call her rude or merely unable to give herself the positive outlook that some people seemed to have in barrels full but she really just wanted to get on with her job. “You know not to be rude but i’d like to get home and sleep for the next hour...-so what’re you having?” 

After the excitement of the fair came to a close, Kai decided to take his focus from Elena for a short period and keep the attention on Luca and tracking down the rest of his remaining family members. Meddling into other lives and scrambling their daily routines brought the shocking entertainment value, but snatching the coven became the main goal. Still, planning took energy and energy took the need to snack. “Pork rind?” Kai was sitting on a bench along the sidewalk just to watch people pass out of boredom, holding the bag out. “Pork rind? It’s rare I share. I hate sharing, it’s rare when I do, almost as rare as me finding a way to shut up.”