everyonelives | why is it you always get to sit in the shade

( Dean lets his mother busy herself as the rest of them get down to business. )

Katherine letting anyone in on her future whereabouts. Not something you get used to, easily. Take a load off. You drink?

Why not show my new roommate everything she has to be jealous of? Hot. Check. Accent. Check. Just the right amount of damage that fits against mine. Check. Check. Check.

( Supernaturally on the run - technically. ... Check. )

Fine, but I reserve the right to brag about you. That's my final offer.

David's always had power he doesn't know how to handle. No one really knows what was leftover from the influence of that demon. If you ask me, his parents did him a favor.

Snapping a bond that powerful couldn't have ended well for the Baron.

Hard to believe coffee in a hovel near DC could.

( She does get a cup of her own for her complimentary efforts. )

You won't mind if I take all the credit, then.

My brother. His girlfriend. The wedding they both swear they don't want. ( He talks out of the side of his mouth, the kind he always does when his wry sarcasm kicks in. With his closest, his guard does come down a minute later. Like so. ) And, my name ended up on a universal hunter's hit list. There's nothing like fallout to send you literally to the Scottish hills.

You needn't ask.

She has accepted her new accommodations? Without stipulations?

["Oh good, so it wasn't just me." Isaac is not a joiner. It's a miracle Scott got him into the pack in the first place.

Caroline nods as they head up the stairs.]

I know, but we don't have to stay here long. We just need to get some sleep, and wait out the storm, and then we can go.

[Everything will ~~not~~ be fine.]

Always.

[Look, they live a hard life, and he just came off a hard job before he rushed out here.]

Honestly I thought she would beat me here. They must have hit a detour.

Oh, brag away.

[He would be disappointed if she didn't. He shifts closer, getting ready to lean in to kiss her, when there's a crash somewhere in the hallway. Followed by:

"Oh, fuck me."]

I would be surprised if you didn't.

[There can still be a little teasing between exes, right? She cups the mug in her hands, letting them warm for a moment before taking a sip.]

How's Kieran doing?

Went from looking forty to looking eighty in less than a minute. It was surprisingly satisfying.

[She would have let him age further but sadly David was being responsible.]

Laurel. Lovely to meet you, Evelyn.

[She smiles, but the smile is a lie. The smile is her wishing she had popcorn with her lunch.

(You know you married an agent of chaos, Oliver, you are not allowed to be surprised.)]

We were actually just having lunch, if you'd like to join us.

[Her brow furrows at that last part, concern coloring her features. While there is time and distance between when they've seen each other last, Damon is still important to her. He's always been important to her, in ways she has trouble articulating, and she doesn't want him to come to any harm.]

Are you alright?

I gave her the choice of us paying for a hotel or staying here with Klaus and Elijah. She took the wiser of the two options.

She has always been wise when it counts.

( even if being wise hurts. )

A group of youths has introduced us to a competition by the name of Quarters

I believe I am winning

I also believe we all win, as losing means we drink

I'll survive Stefan's heart eyes.

( He knows what she means. )

I'm good. There was a minute there where I got up close and personal with a hunter duo's car trunk. But, here I am.

I would, thank you. How kind of you.

( She takes her sunglasses off and rests them on her head stepping into the echoing foyer. )

This is some property.

( She cased it. No big deal. )

He doesn't have many fans in the white and under forty crowd. You're not the only one who'd think that.

Good work

He was dangerous

( she might have been worried. )

( There can. The narration won't go on about what Davina means to Kol, or how any simple, subtle interaction does speak volumes. While his love for Kieran is deep, it is new, and it is not what he defied his family for with Davina. Not yet, anyway. )

How I'd be if I'd known Freya existed and was in a coma for those thousand years. ( Now. Not - then. Kol back then wouldn't care and wouldn't trust. Davina gave him that. His civility. Hedonism never dies, though. That's fine, right? ) I'm letting her sleep in. Freya should be in from the train shortly.

( Well if they both don't turn toward the open doorway, then they haven't been in a supernatural romantic comedy for the past few months. Their moment ended, Lizzie makes a face waiting for who or what will appear in the doorway.

Sounds like they're having a day. )

Elena.

( They've described their two dynamics perfectly in a one-two punch like it was planned.

He gets a beer for his efforts! Have a beer, Damian.

"You know my father, Chris Argent," Allison says coolly, making it clear that they are in hunter company. )

No murder mystery party?

( She's joking, but this is Caroline. And she would organize one of her own. She has. They all have. Literally. )

[Caroline raises her eyebrows before shaking her head.]

Not this weekend. At least, I hope not.

[They reach the top of the stairs, where they have to part ways.]

We'll be just down the hall. Text if you need us.

[Or scream. Caroline will come running if there's a scream.]

No, she already had Elena.

[He takes the beer with a nod before sliding into a seat.]

That's why she told me to come here - because she was taking Elena here.

[Then he turns back to Allison with a smile.]

Yes, I do. Lovely man who paid me very well.

[The slim, dark haired woman eventually comes into view, dragging behind her what looks like a very heavy trunk. She probably should have waited for her aunt to get said trunk down the hallway, but in true Earp fashion she did not and may have caused some damage to one of the walls.

She stops in front of the open door, checking the door number, then the piece of paper in her hand, then back up at the two people inside.]

Hi.

[She awkwardly leans against the doorframe with a smile.]

Is this like condo rules? Like everything from the doors in is our responsibility, or are we just paying for everything?

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