unforgivably: (w ❦ katherine / misrepresentation)
πŸ…΅πŸ†„πŸ…²πŸ…ΊπŸ…±πŸ…ΎπŸ†ˆ 1864 ([personal profile] unforgivably) wrote in [community profile] pineslog 2017-03-03 06:10 am (UTC)

[ Is he lifting his arm to twirl her, maybe a hint of the last time they spent together? He is. He twirls her around once. As she said before, it feels right. ]

[ As the shower heads spray, "Elena" and Damon continue their secret rendezvous, in perhaps not as scandalous as the situation could be. ]

I didn't, not until now. There are things we remember. Specific things. What do you remember, Elena?

[ When he and Stefan had gone through this, things had been easier. Wrong, considering they thought they lived in this town, in that house with their photographs and a car that was his. ] We both have. I remember living here, working here. I remember going to lunch at an Italian deli almost every day. I remember names of people I can't picture, people who also supposedly live here.

[ He stands, the water reaching his shoes, but only the soles. ]

No. We should bring Stefan here. He should know you're here. There's a phone at the nurse's station.

[ And so he moves around the far left, turning the knob, and then does the same for the other two, one after the other. ]

Are you okay? Tell me at any time if you need anything.

[ He knows how it all sounds. But, she's right, she nods and he leads her back out of the shower area, through the locker room and over to the nurse's station. Surprise, it's unmanned. Keeping his eye on Elena, he rounds the desk, picking up the phone. ]

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