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Post by kat on Mar 8, 2011 17:48:35 GMT -5
Katherine smiled as she sipped her glass of whiskey before setting it aside on Stefan's desk. She moved to the bathroom looking at herself in the mirror her hair falling straight down from her face. In her opinion she liked her hair better curly but she was planning on going to today in public and probably would run into more then a few people who knew Elena so it was important to look the part. She had stolen these clothes from Elena some she had left at Stefan's for an over night stay she suppose. It was nice to know that the pair slept together. she rolled her eyes before exiting the bathroom as she pushed her hair away from her face.
She grabbed a sweater she had tossed on the bed slipping it on. She smiled to herself she was ready for a day out. Katherine stopped before leaving Stefan's room her eyes glancing around it. she moved to the side of the bed her hand resting on it. A few memories flooding through her system. he eyes flashing back to the old days she had spent. back when he thought her an angel. God he had surprised her when he had called her that. but she knew now those thoughts were long gone.
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Post by stefan benedetto salvatore on Mar 10, 2011 9:28:01 GMT -5
Stefan arrived at home, parked his car, stepped out of it, locked it and turned to the front door. When he reached it he opened the door, stepped inside the house and shut the door behind him again. He entered the house without knowing if anybody would be there. And if anybody would be there, it’d be Damon. He didn’t expect Elena to be there, not without calling or leaving a message before getting out in her car and driving there… unless it of course was something really important.
He hung up his jacket and went to the living room, where he placed himself in the couch and with a book in his hand. He still wasn’t aware of someone being in the house, cause everything was quiet. Not a single sound was to hear, and he therefore didn’t went on a little walk through the house to see if someone would be there, cause why would or should there be anyone?
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Post by kat on Mar 11, 2011 16:56:42 GMT -5
Katherine glanced over her shoulder at herself in the mirror a smile slipping onto her lips. the sound of the front door caught her ear and she quickly turned moving to the bed room door. she stayed quiet for a moment listening then she moved through the hallway and down the stairs. Stefan came into her view her dark eyes lighting up upon seeing him. Even though he was reading he looked handsome as ever. "Stefan." she said softly with a smile.
She stopped at the landing for a moment her eyes drinking him in before she moved to the back of the couch he was lounging on. She was just about to head out but she did not mind putting a hold on things to talk to Stefan. It had been awhile since Katherine had been alone with him. She honestly missed him. She ran a hand through her straight brown hair pushing it away from her face as she leaned against the back of her couch. 'Hey." she said smiling down at him. She was more or less curious as to his reaction being home alone with her right now.
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Post by stefan benedetto salvatore on Mar 12, 2011 5:23:52 GMT -5
 
As Stefan just sat there, peacefully in the couch reading a book, he heard someone or something at the stairs, and then he heard Elena’s voice, or it could be Katherine. He looked up and away from the book, looking over at the stairs instead. “Elena?” he said, questioning if it was her. He couldn’t be sure now Katherine was out of the tomb. The only way he could be sure whether it was Elena or Katherine, was the hair. Katherine used to have curls and Elena’s hair was always straight. But right now he couldn’t know, cause her hair was straight and it was cloth that belonged to Elena. It could be Elena herself as well as it could be Katherine dressed like Elena.
He followed her with his eyes when she continued down the stairs and in the direction of the living room and him. If it was Katherine, he didn’t really have anything to talk to her about. She was nothing to him anymore, and he absolutely didn’t love her anymore, whether that was what she meant or not. He knew it the best himself. And she absolutely shouldn’t try to destroy his and Elena’s love to each other. But if it was Elena, she was of course was more than welcome to sit down beside him, being wrapped in his arms, and of course get a lot of kisses. “Hey.” he replied with a wondering tone of voice – still thinking if it was Elena or Katherine – when she leant against the back of the couch, said hey and smiled at him.
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