Originally: 'I'm Stuck Here?!'
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All she wanted was her boxset back, so imagine her shock when in the blink of an eye Adelina enters a different world...
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A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER
I slipped onto the free bar stool beside Damon, motioning for a coke and shaking my head over Damon's rolling eyes toward my sober choice. "What? Sorry I don't need to constantly exist on the verge of being drunk to keep people's throats safe."
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were judging me."
"And what about an alcoholic with sadistic and murderous tendencies is there to judge(?)"
"Ouch(!)" His hands lay across his chest, directly atop his undead heart-- "You wound me(!)"
"Someone needs to keep your ego in check(!)" I shrugged playfully, a smile cracking my faux serious demeanor in retort to his smirk. I couldn't stop myself from enjoying small moments like this. While my relationship with Damon was much more playful then with Stefan, the clouded memories of growing up with them just made me feel that much more connected to the pair. It helped this place feel that much more real, that much more like home...
The sight of the town's newest newscaster silenced further conversation, "Hey honey." I was offered a brief wave before Damon stole Andie's complete focus, the sight of them sucking face making my stomach churn.
"We're in public guys, and your sibling is being forced to watch each and every scarring tongue movement. Single sibling..." I couldn't help but grumble the last words, grateful they finally pulled apart as Damon laughed.
"Jealous, sorellina?" (Little Sister) His words escaped in a taunt.
"I'm disgusted," I corrected. "I mean, how would you feel if I was sitting here with Alaric's tongue down my throat."
"Ew," he shivered in disgust. "Don't even joke about that, Ric's off limits."
"Scared I'll steal your bestie away?"
"No, but if he dared lay a finger on my little sister then I'd have no choice but to gut the guy, drinking buddy or not."
I couldn't hold down a scoff, "At least you're protective, even if your loyalty is a bit wobbly." I picked up my drink, "I'm gonna find a booth, feel free to join me when you can separate your tongues for more than a couple of sentences."
The man's eyes rolled, the space around me only empty for a few minutes before the couple joined me, a grumpy looking history teacher beside them. My senses focused as they joined me mid-convo-- "Other than a lecture on the history of Mystic Falls, did you actually get anything out of Elijah?"
