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“For starters, your best friend is a class- A asshole.” She mumbled, walking into his house with the 12 pack of beer in her hand. “Yes, I knew that when I married him but the fact that he didn’t come back home with me makes him a bigger jerk than I originally thought.” She huffed, sitting on his couch and popping the cap off one of the bottles. “Hi, by the way. I brought beer.”

Having been in New York since Miss Mystic Falls had ended, Vic hovered outside of the front door of her family home, her hand reaching out for the doorknob and gingerly twisting it to open the door. She had taken off without a word and she’d had so many drugs in her system over the last week that she could barely even remember most of it. Slowly letting out a huff of breath, Vic rubbed at her eyes with the back of her free hand, blinking a few times before walking inside. “Dad? You home?” The blonde called out, closing the door behind her and dropping her bag at the foot of the stairs before moving through the house in search of her father. Heading into the kitchen, Vic gave up the search and moved to the fridge, opening it and reaching inside to grab a carton of juice, jumping when she closed the door and saw her dad standing in the doorway of the kitchen. “Jesus Christ…” She whispered, placing her hand over her heart and letting her eyes roll over to look towards her dad before she unscrewed the cap off the juice and drank some straight from the carton. “Sorry I took off, but I needed to get out of this place. Bad vibes, you know?” She let out a quiet chuckle as she spoke, setting the carton down on the counter and studying it for a moment, blinking to try and regain focus. “What did I miss?”

“Hey blue eyes, it’s been a long time. Kind of feels like forever really but who apart from vampires has that kind of time?” Bonnie rambled, laughing at herself. Anyway how are you? How’s life? How are the kids?” - mr-mattdonovan

"Hey, dad. Are you busy? Can I talk to you for a sec?"

Matt:

What’s not to love about Matt Donovan? He’s one of the most amazing human beings in this town. Even though he isn’t supernatural he still manages to be something special. He’s the person you can always talk to when you’re down and feel like he actually cares 100% about you and what you’re saying. Matt is just a generally great guy.

Alaric:

Alaric is also a great guy. I still find it hard to believe he was once my teacher but even back then I thought he was alright. I never minded doing his homework and sitting through hours of Mystic Falls history, in fact he made it kind of interesting.

Damien:

Bonnie was sat alone at the bar drinking away her memories, a habit that was becoming disturbingly regular for the witch when she saw a face she hadn’t seen in a while across from her. “Hey stranger.” She said simply trying not to show in her voice that she was already buzzed. 

After waking up from a nightmare about the events of the other night, Vic had climbed out of bed and headed downstairs silently, only to head outside and sit on the porch swing. It was still dark with it being stupid o’clock in the morning but at least it was quiet outside. Probably because most people would be too scared to come out at night after what had happened. Swinging back and forth slightly, Vic brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around herself, staring out into the night and looking up quickly when she heard the front door open. “Hey, dad...” She whispered, giving a small smile and shuffling along a little so he could sit down beside her. “I couldn’t sleep so I came out here for a little while. Sorry, did I wake you up?”