aneckperson:

things around whittmore and even around mystic falls had died down as of late. especially since mystic falls still held a spell border that rid all vampires from the small town. By this point in his life, Enzo began to question why he was bothering to stick around. maybe it was all that he knew, or it was really the only place that still had reminded him of damon. a friend, the only friend he’s had, that wasn’t fortunate enough to make it back after what bonnie had done for him and her friends. and there was only so long he could try to fight to bring his friend back from wherever the hell he was.

he hated to admit it as he sat there in his bar stool, throwing down drink after drink, the idea of actually giving up. after so long, of even giving stefan so much crap for not putting in effort to bring his brother back. yet here enzo was with his back against the wall, and every lead he had only coming to a dead end. it wasn’t easy, it hurt even. enzo was on the verge of calling it a defeat, and slowly coming to the terms that his only friend had truly been gone.

his head turned when he saw the familiar figure take a seat down only just a stool away from him. only one stool that kept them at a distance, and he furrowed his brows a little at her question.

“don’t for one second think me and you think alike, love,” he said a she took another drink from his glass with a small shake of his head. “so just consider me a new regular..”

elena knew that nothing in their lives would be simple again after learning about the supernatural, but she had hoped they would have time to actually live their lives. everyday there seemed to be a new supernatural foe to deal with, and even more lining up to take over without a break. they had finally defeated the travellers, but at the cost of their town and their loved ones. it seemed that every time they won it came with a price, and the loss was becoming too much.

she wanted to hold onto hope that they would find a way to bring Bonnie and Damon back, but it had been months and after so long even her optimism will fade. so, she turned to witchy drugs, instead of facing reality, to produce a make believe Damon. she was content in tricking herself into believing he was still around instead of the truth that she was merely talking to herself. it was foolish, and it took Caroline to remind her that the consequence wasn’t something she could live with if she continued.

so, there she was turning to the age old problem fixer: alcohol. maybe if she drank enough she could forget and that would better than this grief. as if on cue, her drink was set before her and ( after a quick word of thanks ) she took one sip before turning to the last person she thought she’d be talking to tonight. despite his words, it seemed they both wanted to drown their grief in alcohol tonight.

‘you know…we are alike in one way.’ the raise of her eyebrow  infers  what she cannot say out loud: vampires. she also realized that wasn’t the only thing that connected them. they were both grieving over the loss of one person in particular. ’…maybe in more than one, but alright.’ she briefly pauses, considering her words carefully. ‘look, i know we aren’t exactly friends, but you are with caroline and i trust her judgement. plus, it’s pretty obvious you like her, so consider me a concerned friend that wants to start over and make amends. ‘

@aneckperson is sitting alone at a bar !

         well, her party idea turned out to be more of a disaster than fun as she was left alone with all the jello shots ( which had not been enough for this alcoholic ), and she wasn’t so eager to head back to her dorm room now that the night was winding down. plus, caroline and her were supposed to be out searching for this sarah chick. which explains why elena was walking along the streets of campus towards the skull bar. she didn’t really think sarah was there, but it couldn’t hurt to check. plus, the brunette knew for sure that there would be alcohol there and after confessing to caroline that she missed bonnie and damon, she needed a drink.

           she wasted no time pushing the bar door open before stepping into the relaxed atmosphere. doe orbs glanced around the bar at the other college students, but there was no sign of sarah. her gaze did fall upon a familiar figure sitting at an empty bar though, but she wasn’t going to let his presence ruin her night. sure, she was trying to be friendlier since caroline was apparently getting along with him, but that didn’t mean they had to talk 24/7. there was a pep talk going on inside her head as she walked up to the bar, and she didn’t know why she felt so intimidated. maybe it was because he was completely unstable, in her opinion, and she didn’t need any extra drama tonight.

          yet, she didn’t feel right not saying anything after ordering her drink ( which might have required a really good fake id or a bit of compelling ), leaving one bar stool between them when she sat down.

                     ‘ so, are you a regular here now? or did we just happen to think alike.  ‘