TEXT: Hey Parker!! What do you say about a Star Wars marathon? I’ve got A New Hope in the dvd player already!

“Don’t take it personally, hun.” Liz licked the blood off her lips before trying to look sincere as she made eye contact with the red head. Her hands still grabbing the girl’s throat. “It is what it is. You know what I mean? Be grateful i’m letting you live. Others wouldn’t have. Her dark eyes returning to their natural color.” Normally, Liz would have not just compelled the girl, but she’d have healed her too. Not this time. Instead, she just compelled her. “Now, repeat after me. You came to the woods with some guy, he had his kinks and the next thing you knew there was this mess with a bear, honey, and cheerios.” She shrugged. It was a terrible compulsion but Liz didn’t care. She let the girl live, that was the important thing. She turned to walk away from the girl before nearly bumping into someone.  Another smile appeared on her lips. “Hey there, stranger. Missed me?- what? You gonna go tell on me now?”

Isobel had walked up to the bar to order herself a drink, and as she waited, her back was turned toward the drink so she didn’t realize that someone had spiked her drink. For some odd reason, she got up and walked away, completely unaware of the boy that followed her. Once she entered a quiet room, she sat down to take a quick breather, only to be spoken to by the guy. “Go away,” she mumbled, carelessly shrugging. However, this guy wouldn’t take no for an answer. He approached her, nearly closing the gap between them, and that pissed her off even more. “Fuck off!” she hissed the moment Parker showed up.