i'm not me || tvd [1]

•i'm not meeting katerina again•

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Klaus Mikaelson and Stefan Salvatore were in one of the clothing stores of Chicago, drinking champagne and waiting for both Rebekah Mikaelson and Imogen Avery, who were trying on clothes, well mostly Rebekah. The blonde Original dragged the poor noirette along.

"There has to be more to this dress." Imogen heard Rebekah complain. Her and Rebekah's fitting room were just beside each other.

"There's not." Imogen heard Klaus' reply to Rebekah.

"I'm with Nik, Rebekah!" Imogen said loudly.

"You always are!" Rebekah yelled.

Imogen chuckled and looked at the pile of clothes Rebekah literally threw at her to wear. She sighed softly and shakes her head in disbelief before walking out of her fitting room, not wanting to try on any more clothes. She sat beside Klaus just as she heard Rebekah groan in annoyance and walked out of her fitting room, wearing a short, black dress.

Rebekah quirk an eyebrow. "So women in the 21st century dress like prostitutes, then." she said.

Imogen and Stefan glanced at each other, stifling their laughs.

"You know, I got dirty looks for wearing trousers." Rebekah added.

Klaus smirked. "You wore trousers so women today could wear nothing."

Rebekah looked around with a displease frown on her pretty face. "And what is this music? It sounds like a cable car accident." she complained.

Imogen chuckled. "It's dance music." she told her.

Rebekah furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "People dance to this? And why do you know that?" she asked and crossed her arms. "You just got undaggered like me."

"I was woke up way before you did and quickly adapted to this era." Imogen said, smiling.

Klaus looked at his little sister. "Are we not done yet?" he complained.

Rebekah walked towards him with her arms cross. "And why are you so grumpy?" she asked.

"I needed two things from you and dear Imogen for my witch to find out why my hybrids are dying, two things." Klaus explained. "One, is Imogen and two, your necklace. And you lost the necklace, Rebekah. I'm just thankful Imogen's not missing."

Imogen chuckled lightly at Klaus' horrible joke about her while Stefan quirk an eyebrow.

"I didn't lose it. It's just been missing for 90 years." Rebekah retorted and walked back to her fitting room. "Now back to the clothes. I want try more and get rid of this thing." she gestured to the black dress she's wearing. "You boys look like I'm some kind of bimbo."