I feel like I haven’t talked to you in ages, It’s good, that you’re back and all.
I haven’t, I’m sorry. I haven’t talked to anyone. We should hangout soon.
Where have you been? I’m okay, how are you?
I’ve been studying my grimoire and stuff. Nothing excuting.
Bonnie, hey. I’ve missed you, a lot.
Elena, hey! I’ve missed you too, a lot. How are you?
Nash bounced his knee under the table in restlessness, as she mulled over his challenge. Imitating her posture, he leaned in as well, playing along, turning his head to the side so that he could hear her better. His brow lowered at her first question. She was messing with him now. Just as he was about to pull his head back away from her, she continued. Narrowing his eyes, he returned to his previous position, and tried to figure out whether she was being serious or just kidding around. “I don’t believe in all of that.” he shrugged his shoulders. “Not to mention, you’d have to prove it to me. Can’t psychics read minds?” Crossing his arms he leaned back into the cushions of the booth. “Read my mind. What am I thinking, right now.”
Bonnie smiled. “You don’t believe in witches? Werewolves, vampires?” She chuckled. “Oh sure.” She raised an eyebrow. “You’re thinking about… seeing me naked. Obviously. You’re a boy.” She cocked her head to the side with a grin spreading across her features. “I can’t read minds.” She licked over her lips. “But according to my grandma I can like see the future or whatever…” She started playing with her straw in her drink. “Old tales, silly stuff. It’s your turn to tell me something about you, and make it interesting.” She gave him a small smile. It was relieving talking to somebody that was oblivious to the supernatural nonsense.
- Clair: I remind myself that everyday. That's what this whole party is for. I'm asserting my Clairdependence.
- Bonnie: That's awesome. I'm proud of you babygirl.
- Clair: I wouldn't have made it through this summer if it wasn't for Sam. He literally had to make sure that I would eat. I was barely functioning and he spent a lot of his summer just getting me to survive. He can't do it anymore and I don't blame him.
- Bonnie: If anything this will just make you two stronger. You're a strong, beautiful, independent woman. You don't need a man.