Your power. Fun fact: the gods bestow powers. I don't think I have one because of course but you came in human. Drenched but also human so you have a power just sitting there not being of use. Nobody's told you?
Saw it with my own eyes. Girl with pink hair, Satsuki. She can move Earth. All she did was separate mud from water but it helped with my laundry that day.
[ It's hot today which might be why Damon emerges from the curtained off doorway shirtless. Maybe. Or, he knows what kind of effect it can have on ... people. ] I miss doors. Come on in.
[ And he turns for her to follow him, holding the curtain back enough. ]
And when my guest feels trapped... [ What is he saying, Damon doesn't care about the comfort of guests. ]
Yeah, your drawerspace is really hindering my living experience. [ but he smiles. ] I'll hold onto it as long as you want. [ Or until his next mood swing. ]
Hey, there might be - one set meant for a special occasion we never got to have. [ Like anniversaries or shit. ] Or, your laundry day set. [ That he pretends not to know exists. Also, what underwear does Elena own that isn't cute. ] And if you didn't have enough I'm sure Caroline would mix and match.
[There's a gentle but relatively harmless roll of her eyes at that.]
Damon... [That's certainly enough talk about her underwear, gosh.] I'd just rather they not sit on the ground collecting dust. And I have a lot more at my place already than most people have at all. Not everyone showed up to their entire wardrobe already being here.
[ She's not. She's not taking the place of Katherine or of Rose or Scary Mary. (Nobody could take the place of Scary Mary. Definitely a top delight and top regret. Arguing semantics of who is what isn't going to help either one of them. It stings just a bit. The Elena that chose him, that wasn't Elena. But, he gets what she could also mean. What he'd meant at first. ] Take the trade-off. They're good clothes. [ He wonders if she likes them, if they're not "her" style. But, he doesn't ask. He can't ask that. ]
[She still might, but she still wouldn't be that person. She wasn't a vampire, she didn't have to worry about one emotion overriding all others, or being consumed by them to the point that she couldn't think.
There were so many benefits to being human, for both of them.]
Alright.
[They weren't her style, not comfortable enough, lived in. But Damon was right; they were nice.]
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No, no one told me.
[That this mun remembers, anyway.]
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Knock knock.
[Oh look, someone seems to be standing outside.]
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[ And he turns for her to follow him, holding the curtain back enough. ]
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I'm sure you could scrape something a little more solid together if you tried.
[She makes her way inside, wiping at her forehead with the back of her forearm. She would not be against cooler weather, for the record.]
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And I'd hinge this solid object how?
[ The curling iron, solar charger sit inside their box with the journal/pen atop it. Which... sit ontop of Damon's bureau. ]
You can also grab more clothing. If you need it. [ Basically, stay, Elena. ]
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[And it'll sure keep people out when needed better than his current set-up.]
Maybe if the Twelve decided to give me something to put them all in. You don't mind hanging onto them for me, do you?
[Besides she might need them here...someday. It hasn't escaped her thoughts, alright? ]
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Yeah, your drawerspace is really hindering my living experience. [ but he smiles. ] I'll hold onto it as long as you want. [ Or until his next mood swing. ]
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I'm pretty sure if they're voluntarily coming over to your place, that's not something their worried about.
[Besides, the vampire thing isn't a thing that's really out, so it shouldn't be an issue, right?]
It's not like there's anything in there you haven't seen before.
[Whether from her previous time here or the handful of times she's guessed he's gone through her underwear drawer back home, let's be real here.]
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[ If he needed to. It shouldn't be, right? ]
Hey, there might be - one set meant for a special occasion we never got to have. [ Like anniversaries or shit. ] Or, your laundry day set. [ That he pretends not to know exists. Also, what underwear does Elena own that isn't cute. ] And if you didn't have enough I'm sure Caroline would mix and match.
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Damon... [That's certainly enough talk about her underwear, gosh.] I'd just rather they not sit on the ground collecting dust. And I have a lot more at my place already than most people have at all. Not everyone showed up to their entire wardrobe already being here.
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[Still weird. Never not weird.]
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Yeah, you're right. Future or no, that person...she wasn't me.
[In a weird ass backwards way.]
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There were so many benefits to being human, for both of them.]
Alright.
[They weren't her style, not comfortable enough, lived in. But Damon was right; they were nice.]