everyonelives | Let the moment go… Don't forget it for a moment, though

Let the moment go… Don't forget it for a moment, though

( Outside on the lawn, you're trying to find your seat, perhaps accepting a pre-graduation glass of champagne, mingling, or, in some cases keeping a close eye out.

Upstairs, you might be getting ready for the event itself. Changing. Receiving or giving gifts or an encouraging word. Maybe some last minute inspiration. (If a glass of champagne snuck its' way upstairs, this is Mystic Falls)

There are saved seats, at the back and on the sides for out of town guests, specifically those meant to be backup. )

( the salvatore school's senior year walks their processional, taking their seats at the front. there are speeches made by the mayor, by stefan salvatore as one of the namesakes of the salvatore school, and lizzie saltzman.

it is not interminably long, but there are performances. there's a string quartet. a choir.

it's an event.

it's the perfect time for small, quiet exchanges or hidden messages sent to one another. or, perhaps, it's a time for reflection and looking to the future. )

( or, the afterparty.

the shockingly (or not so) open bar, sits on the outskirts of assembled tables, assigned to grads but free for all for the guests. waiters also pass around hors d'oeuvres. take a spin around the dance floor with the DJ or slow dance along to the string quartet.

or, if you have more serious or secret business, head on inside the Lockwood estate. but don't go into the off limits wing. and did you see a glimpse of Tyler Lockwood himself? )

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the preceding

the proceedings

the postmortem