ℰ elena gilbert | the vampire diaries

[braveandstupid]

	✔ Cʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs/AU ✔ Aᴄᴛɪᴏɴsᴘᴀᴍ ✔ Pʀᴏsᴇ	✔ Pɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs ✔ Oᴛʜᴇʀᴡᴏʀᴅʟʏ ✔ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs	♥ F/M, F/F ⏰ Sᴛᴜᴄᴋ ɪɴ s3, ᴘᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛ

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[lawyering]

I love you more than champagne and correct grammar.

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[braveandstupid]

Awww. That's sweet, thank you.

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[lawyering]

I was in a sharing mood. It's probably the alcohol.

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[braveandstupid]

Alcohol tends to do that to a person.

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[lawyering]

Come to me, Elena. Let me love you <3

[tastedlikegold]

[ This is Melissa.

Melissa is visiting her cousin, who goes to the nearby university. He's not with her, though. He's got somewhere to be, which leaves her wandering into Mystic Grill, looking for something to do. ]

[braveandstupid]

[Elena is playing pool in the back, by herself. she looks up when she sees the stranger come in, and she has to admit .... she's curious. But for right now, she's just going to keep playing and wait and see what happens.]

[tastedlikegold]

[ While Melissa waits for the drink she ordered, she takes a look around. There's darts, but she's not in the mood for that. Maybe some pool. There's a girl already on one of the tables, playing by herself, so when her drink comes, she decides to join her. ]

Hey. Mind if I join you?

[braveandstupid]

[glances up before shaking her head]

Not at all. You can rack.

[tastedlikegold]

[ She does just that, gathering up the balls, putting them each in their place before pulling the rack back to where it belongs.

When she glances up and gets a better look at the girl, she can't help but smile.

She's cute. ]

I'm Melissa, by the way.

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[ninjalike]

[ Matt's blowing off some steam by having a drink and taking the night off from the crazy. Life has gotten so screwed up, on so many different levels, he can't always keep track of them. It doesn't help he feels completely invisible throughout it all, the guy that's easy to miss while the rest happens.

He's playing pool, on his own, like a winner. Yep.

Come find him, Elena. He'll let you break. ]

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[braveandstupid]

[Well, how can a girl resist an invitation like that.

She'll wander her way over, pausing to lean against the table so that she's facing him]

Playing by yourself?

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[smug_charmer]

You seen Stefan running around anywhere?

[braveandstupid]

Seen? Yes. Running? Not really.

[smug_charmer]

He never was the spritely one.

Well, if you see him can you tell him he's late? Bambie has a bedtime and all that.

[braveandstupid]

Do I want to know what he's late for?

[smug_charmer]

Oh, you know. The usual. Researching the latest murders, discussing plans of action--making sure Stefan eats on time and doesn't get any sudden hankerings for the stronger stuff.

tfln;

[reaction]

new drinking game: drink while you drink. i'll explain the rules when i see you, needless to say, it's not difficult. unless you enjoy sobriety, humanity and life. bestest.

[braveandstupid]

[Sigh. Damon.]

Where are you? Do you need someone to come get you?

[reaction]

boo. why does it have to be a someone?

[braveandstupid]

Would you prefer someTHING?

[resisting]

[braveandstupid]

That ... was probably the most awkward Thanksgiving Dinner she had ever been to.

She probably should have bowed out of it, but a) Caroline would have killed her and b) she's been wanting to meet Allison for a while. She makes Stefan happy, and actually meeting her face to face was a good choice. Spending most of the dinner dodging passive aggressive comments from Damon, however, was not. After spending most of the night huddling in a corner with Bonnie and Caroline, she breaks free, making her way out into the streets of Beacon Hills to see what the night life has to offer.

It's quiet, compared to Mystic Falls - way less bars to calm the urges of functioning alcoholic vampires - but there is one bar that she manages to make her way into, sliding up onto one of the stools and scanning the faces curiously, trying to get a feel of the kind of clientele or of they're vampire friendly, but for now, things seem to be okay.

She pauses, squinting at the bottles before flashing the bartender her best smile.

"Bourbon. Neat." Some Damon-gained habits die hard. "Thanks."

[hotgirl]

feel free to stick scott wherever canon wise, i just decided there shouldn't be any salvatores.

[braveandstupid]

Elena Gilbert would never admit that she was relieved when her aunt told them that they were moving across the country in the wake of her parents death, but in a lot of ways she is. Mystic Falls is such a small town and everyone knew the Gilberts. She can't say she was excited for the pitying looks from the rest of the people there. Not to say that moving completely across the country is easy, exactly - she misses Bonnie and Caroline terribly - but it's almost refreshing for people to stop treating her like she's fragile.

She still is unsure about how to make friends when things are still weighing on her like they are, but it feels like forever since she's been just another girl.

The Beacon Hills Preserve stretches out for miles with nothing but silence and solitude, and it's where she's opted to spend most of her time after school. Jeremy is still self-destructing, though less so now that he doesn't know where all the connections are. And the kids at school are nice - some more so than others - but she doesn't mind taking some time for herself. She doesn't have to be the old Elena anymore, and in many ways it's incredibly liberating.

She's in the preserve, writing all of this out in her diary when she hears a snap of twigs and the pounding of footsteps from somewhere behind her and her head snaps around in concern. "Hello?" she frowns as she stares out into the density of the trees. "Is anyone there?"