Elena was lying on her bed, her eyes red from the tears she had cried, when Stefan walked in.
“Okay, that wasn’t exactly the image I had in mind” he said. He walked to the lit and sank down. “You want to talk about it?”
Elena shrugged and dried her eyes. “You can tell your brother he can shove his ego as far up his cul, ass as possible” she a dit with a heavy voice.
Stefan naturally knew what she was talking about. After all he’d been there when Damon was dodging Elena’s calls.
“Try it again” he a dit kind.
“I can’t” Elena said. “My phone’s gone. Well, I can’t find it...
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