꧁ CHAPTER SEVENTEEN ꧂
𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡
𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤?
To have to work that hard, every day
𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒.
~ Kʟᴀᴜs Mɪᴋᴀᴇʟsᴏɴ
ᴇᴠᴇʀɢʀᴇᴇɴ-ʀᴏsᴇ ᴘᴏᴠ━━━ "THERE WAS A DISTURBANCE AT THE HOSPITAL BLOOD BANK LAST NIGHT. Some of the supply was compromised."
I exchanged a look with Lexi, Henrik and Joey, ignoring Rue despite us actually having a conversation weeks beforehand. Stefan was off the rails—I knew this, Damon knew this. Stefan, however, didn't know, Lexi informing me that during the first stages of a ripper binge he appeared to be in complete denial of his deteriorating state, and Joey told me about how Elena was none the wiser.
There were a lot of problems I had come home to.
Mystic Falls Founder's Hall had indirectly become the council's 'meetup' spot. At that point, Liz, John, Damon and I were the only ones in the room, and the obvious tension between the latter two was almost as suffocating as Liz was oblivious.
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