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[text]: Knock knock
[text]: Who’s there?
[text]: You inviting me out on a date. ;)
lockwolft:
“Are you implying something, Lockewood? We should probably get this out on the table now p.s. i see the way you look at my brother. I’m onto you”
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"did you know you’re really cute?"

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Nikita {Sentence Starters}
"I made the same mistake you did. The best mistake of my life."
"I want you to know I can get to you, and hit you where it hurts the most."
"You need to stick with what you can prove."
"I can't believe I ever thought you were cute."
"Look. The more you try to do this, the more you hurt yourself."
"The truth is what we choose to believe."
"I told myself if I could just find you and see if you were OK, that I would've done one good thing in my life."
"I'm not gonna let anything happen to you. I'm not gonna lose you, too!"
"You said you didn't want forgiveness, but you deserve it."
"I know you're in this for revenge."
"Your life is over. I'm here to offer you a new one."
"I warned you not to get emotionally attached."
"What do you think I'm doing? I'm kicking your ass!"
"You have no idea how much pain I can take."
"Sometimes vulnerability can be our greatest weapon."
"You couldn't handle me. Not then, not now."
"I can only promise you one thing. It's going to get worse before it gets better."
"Making friends isn’t hard. Losing them will be. Trust me."
"The last word they breathe before the end, will be my name."
"Do you think we can ever erase who we were? Come back from it?"
"You make it sound like you're my guardian angel."
"I don't laugh at your jokes, because I have a sense of humor."
"You had gotten out, you were gone. What the hell are you doing back here?"
"Live the lie until the lie becomes your life."
"I was the first recruit to get out, and I'm going to make certain I'm not the last."
"In our world, friends are not assets, they're liabilities."
"You’re going to make me regret rescuing you."
"Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself."
"You left. You were gone. So what are you doing here?" (I edited the crap out of this but here)
“ i left because— “ for once, malia’s forthright attitude took the backseat, allowing her to stop herself from saying something she might later regret. “ no, that doesn’t matter. i’m here because you were my friend & i missed you. “ she took a deep breath, her eyes finally focusing on elena’s own brown hues. “ i’m here because you’re normal & you make me feel normal. “ she hadn’t meant to get emotional, but it was elena after all, one of the few friends she had before everything with her mother & sister happened.
[Text]: hey you, with the pretty face. I demand netflix and icecream. Let's say, tonight?
[Text; Lena]: Your lucky I’m not busy. Lemme guess, I’m buying the icecream?
[Text; Lena]: That just means I’ve mastered my gift
[Text; Lena]: Okay sassing is my thing, stop. Your making the world unbalanced
[Text; Lena]: True, but I’ll till want more even if I feel bad
[Text]: A little picture of you should be placed by any/all definitions of sass.
[Text]: Why are you allowed to have all the fun, maybe sometimes I’d like to turn up the attitude department?? Don’t take my small moments from me Hayley!
[Text]: && That’s why we curb the craving of pizza with icecream

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when he heard the voice, he wasn’t exactly sure what to expect. however ; as soon as brown eyes fell upon the motionless body, blood staining denim & the tears in elena’s eyes more than real. ❝ elena —– what the hell happened ? ❞ taking a hesitant step forward, tyler had to practically keep his own knees from trembling. seeing a body passed out ? sure. seeing a dead body ? that only brought nothing but bad memories.
The tears shed down the side of her cheeks, subconsciously shaking her head -- as every body in her body began to tremble. “I don’t know, I don’t know --- but n-now she’s gone. She’s gone, Tyler.” She pulls her hand from the wound, every nerve in her body was vibrating, her voice sailing past her lips in broken segmented slews; . “I -----I wanted to, s---save her. I tried Tyler. I---tried to save her but--” Her throat tense, a slew of quickening breaths leave in a rushed tension, & broad sniffles sound. “I co--couldn’t save her Ty---I.”
[Text]: hey you, with the pretty face. I demand netflix and icecream. Let's say, tonight?
[Text; Lena]: Your lucky I’m not busy. Lemme guess, I’m buying the icecream?
[Text; Lena]: I was born with the git of sass lena, don’t hate ;)
[Text; Lena]: Fair, though were talking large pizza’s right?
[Text]: It’s not just a description anymore, it’s a vibe. Through text.
[Text]: No?? Small??
[Text]: Duh, large. We would demolish a medium pizza & want ten more. At least we can feel bad about eating a large pizza.
He smiled at her. Though his smile faded away when she asked about Caroline. They abviously had nothing between them and he just used her, but he wouldn’t say that to her best friend, of course. “Uh… we’re complicated. We started off as dating but now it’s mostly sex. I don’t really know.”
She raised her brows at him, taking in a sharp breath as he spoke. “So you guys were a thing, but now you’re not a thing -- just a sex thing? Uh --” She pouted, letting go a small huff. "And how deep is this sex thing you two have going..” She bit her lip, slipping up from her knees to her feet, slipping herself closer to him. “I mean, do you have..you know, feelings for eachother?”
He nodded, looking down at her, yet trying not to focus on the blood. “I’m fine. And yeah, I guess you can say that.” He said. He never really tried to control his bloodlust that much. He usually just gave in and felt no regrets. But that was different. “Are you kidding? A complete faliure? I was at the graveyard, the saddest place on earth, and then I meet a beautiful girl who let me into her house. I’d say today was quite a sucess. Don’t let one broken glass to change it.”
She’ll wiggle her nose, a smile curling on her coral hued lips, ducking her head down bashfully. He was charming, really charming. A faint rosy hue flourishes her cheeks, lifting her gaze back towards him for a moment. “So, is your thing with Caroline -- tell me more about that. Do you guys, date, sex? What’s going on between you two?” Perhaps her inquiry was more selfish than that of the general wondering or concern for her friend.
Damon knew that if he’ll keep looking at her bloody hand, he might lose it and kill her right there. Instead he ran upstairs, opening every possible drawer, looking for the kit. When he found it, he grabbed some bandages and went downstairs, handing it to her. “It’s fine, really. You shouldn’t apologize, you’re the one with the wounded hand. I-I’m just a little sensitive with the whole blood thing. But it’s fine, just… cover that up, or you’ll lose too much blood.”
She used the towel that he handed her to wipe up the pooling crimson, gently padding at the wound as she waited for him to aid her with the medical supply, brows knitting together with how strange he seemed to be behaving. “Are you alright Damon? Does blood make you queasy?” She asked, opening the kit with the other hand, using her teeth to rip open the seal that the bandages were hidden in. It took her moment to aid herself, one-handed. “This whole day has been such a complete failure. I would hate me if I were you.”

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Damon laughed at her comment about her aunt. “Well, you have a pretty cool aunt. With a fine taste in men.” He joked. He nodded as she talked about Stefan. Of course he wouldn’t tell her about him. “Oh, Stefan is just not the person to brag. But you should ask him yourself, I bet he has a better answer for why keeping the fact that he has a brother from you.” He said. The glass falling caught him by surprise. “It’s fine.” He said walking quickly to the kitchen counter, opening the drawer she was pointing at and taking out a towel. He walked back to her, seeing that her hands were now covered with blood. Her blood. He could smell the blood and all he wanted at that moment is to drain her out of every single drop in her body. He could feel the veins running under his eyes, his fangs fighting to come out. Then he realized that he was standing there with the towel for too long. “Here.” He gave her the towel and turned around, his hand on the kitchen counter. The temptation was too big, and he could still smell the blood. He took a deep breath before turning around again. “Where do you have bandages? You need to cover that up.” He said. What is happening to him? If that would be anyone else, they would be dead by now.
It felt like her hand had adopted it’s own pulse, rare ruby beads of blood pouring into her palm, she covered the injury with her other hand, resting her nimble hand against her thighs, white teeth pressing into the flesh of her lips. “I slipped, oh god, I’m -- so sorry. I’m usually not this weird.” She blinks hard, the other hand holding onto her wrist, trying to steady it so blood didn't;t fall over the sides of her hands. “There should be a k--kit. Under the bathroom sink. A-are you okay? I’m sorry. I’m really, really sorry.” The minx arches her neck, looking towards him, concern laced within her eyes, and a small frown covered her lips.
[Text]: hey you, with the pretty face. I demand netflix and icecream. Let's say, tonight?
[Text; Lena]: Your lucky I’m not busy. Lemme guess, I’m buying the icecream?
[Text]: How is it that I can feel your sass through this text?
[Text]: I can get pizza for when we’re tired of the sweet stuff, fair?