live fast, die young

“okay, so is this like the whole genie situation? you can’t make someone fall in love, can’t bring someone back from the dead?” if she isn’t careful, she’s going to ask the wrong question, and he’ll stop being so amused by her - caroline thinks, but hopes for her winning personality to hold his attention in the end. she watches him, gaze vivid, brighter than they were before, and she listens for the uniform beating of his heart. he isn’t lying to her. “what if i want fortune? fame?” there’s nothing caroline can truly think to ask for. no deal she can broker. unless he can unravel time and take her back to just after she turned, when she was still a fresh baby vampire, and she could get the hell out of dodge before being pulled in a thousand directions - unappreciated and uninformed.

“good.” and she drops the subject on their friendship or otherwise because when caroline says something, commits herself to something, she means it with her whole heart. giving kai a chance... hadn’t necessarily been on her bucket list and maybe her friends were never going to forgive her, but she’s used to their judgmental mentality. “i suppose that’s true. it still sounds barbaric, whether you grew up with the knowledge or not.” caroline states with another shrug, spinning to face him as she steps away from the set-up in front of her. if she could blush the way she used to, his words would’ve made the pink flush color her cheeks. she merely rolls her eyes and shakes her head before smacking her hand against his arm. “no. that’s all supernatural goodness. i happen to think you’ve gotten a little soft around the middle with all those burgers you’ve been eating,” she tells him before poking her index finger against his stomach. not that she noticed, or anything.