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Steroline + Dark!Klaroline /tvd au/120k+

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A splitting headache almost felled her as memories flashed before Caroline.

“What a beautiful voice,” a blonde man told her, finding her after her singing gig at a speakeasy in Chicago and Caroline blushed. It was pretty, wasn’t it, that British turn of words?

She giggled at the compliment. “And what a handsome accent, Sir.”

“Nick, actually.” he told her. “And thank you. I don’t suppose you’re from here?”

“No.” She replied slyly. “But I’m not as easy of a lady for you to get my story from me without buying me a drink.”

“Of course, luv.” He chuckled, raising a hand casually to a waiter. Served in minutes.

She studied him further as they sipped their cocktails on floor. Mid-height, rich looking suit, well barbered shave… he was someone to pay attention to, she realized. Again, she thought to herself about his beauty while he watched her in turn himself.

“How did you get around to knowing Gloria?” he asked her.

“Oh, that’s nothing,” Caroline shrugged, tossing a shoulder. “Ask me what I would rather do right now?”

Nick perked an eyebrow. “I’d hardly assume.”

She grinned in turn, taking his hand into hers and feeling the warm heat of him through her glove as she took him to a booth and showed him how very different she was from the naive, boring, and immature girls here in the bar.

tvd. steroline/klaroline. role reversal au

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Gone in the morning, Katherine left no trace of having stayed in the dorm as anyone other than Elena. Caroline wished the disappearance was cause for celebration, but she knew that somehow and somewhere the woman was causing future needed damage control. Before jumping into a desperate search party she jumps into the shower, ignoring her phone and the fluttering feeling that she might have a text waiting from Stefan. Now was not the time.

The hot water feels like a blessing on her skin, but she hears someone enter the dorm and stiffens. The voice of Elena Gilbert isn’t lilted and calculated like Katherine’s, but it was still similar enough. She’s on the phone and talking to what sounds like a good friend, and Caroline’s vampire hearing afforded her the opportunity to hear the full conversation.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine, Bonnie. I’m just tired of Damon smothering me, and it’s not like I can just go home to Jenna,” Elena says, anger tied to the words. “I can’t believe she kept this lie from me. I don’t care if my mom-- sorry, aunt -- made her promise, it’s just insane!”

“Totally,” the second girl agreed. “But come on, Elena. Your mom is still your mom. Your dad is still your dad. Adoption or not, they’re the ones who raised you.”

Elena let out a bitter hum. “Uncle John though? Come on, Bonnie, he’s a walking billboard sign for entitlement.”

“Definitely.” Bonnie agreed with a sigh, and then another pause. “So Caroline was friends with your twin and she didn't say anything? I mean that's kind of weird, right?”

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