Starting right now I'll be strong...

[otrazhenie]

Who: Elena (Gilbert) Salvatore
Where: Around Town, especially Between the sPines
When: Month of May
What: Catch-all for the month as she gets her memories back and deals with Pines life, including suddenly being the owner of a bookstore.
Warnings: Mentions of death in some prompts.
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[allfornothing]

Crowe is home. She's been spending a lot of time with Nyx and Luna, and also this morning she remembered 'her' job, so she went there, and now she's at 'her' house and sorting out through the dresses.

Dresses!

Except for some reason she can't bring herself to just throw them out. (Her mom didn't care too much, she did prefer practical clothing, but her dad liked it when she was prettied up and smiling, making people think she's more harmless than she is...)

(What.)

Then the knock comes, and she's startled, coming down to see who it is with an actual ribbon in her hand - used as a belt for one of the dresses, she's sure.

"Hello?" Beat.

Then her face brightens into an actual smile. "Elena! Come on in." Nyx's sister is always welcome at her place, always. Her friend, even more so.

[otrazhenie]

Elena remembered those dresses. Remembered when Crowe's parents had left, when they hadn't come home. She remembered days spent together missing their loved ones, and days spent... doing other things that made Elena blush lightly. It was the first time she'd remembered something like that from her fake life in the town.

The door opened and she could barely contain herself, only managing to wait for the invitation before she moved forward to hug her friend, wanting to hold her tight even though they'd never actually seen each other before that very second. She hoped Crowe would let her - she really needed a hug.

Sorry....

[allfornothing]

"Elena, hey." Crowe's vague if joyful greeting turned into a more concerned murmur of her name, and she just held on tight, for a long time. A part of her felt entirely too awkward with this. Another remembered dozens of times when they had done this, had been like this, and she could tell without hesitation that Elena was upset.

Good enough reason to not let go until Elena did, and to press her face into Elena's hair.

"You all right?" Beat, and it was almost like a shift inside her mind. "You were in an accident, too?" The words bubbled up, startling her, but she could remember worrying about Elena, too, and that was just.

Strange.

But not strange enough to let go.

"Come on in. I still got some stuff from the bake sale."

She might have gone a little overboard with buying things, there, especially since she didn't really eat all that many sweet things unless she remembered particularly. But it would come in handy, now, she thought.