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EXCUSE YOU? WHEN DID YOU GET HERE?

Only an hour ago!! Caroline, I was LITERALLY about to call you.

You really think I would've moved in and not checked up on my best friend?

So you're really here?

Sure am. :)

Send me your address! I'll be over ASAP. I think I'm in front of the library?

[It might be faster if Caroline comes to get her. Bonnie's been walking in circles for a while as it is...]

[ ADDRESS SENT LIKE... SO FAST.]

I could come get you?

It's okay!! I think I've got it.

Can't wait to see you again. ♥

When did you show up, judgy?

[Judgy. Now that's a nickname she hasn't heard in a while. Bonnie stares at that text for a while, trying to decide how she wants to play this...

He may not remember 1994, much less the sleeping spell Elena's under. What'd they call it again? "Timeline discrepancy?" Something like that.]

Not THAT long ago. You didn't think I'd leave you out in the cold, did you?

( .......wat. )

That's kind of exactly what I thought, actually. Let's get this out of the way, last I remember from home is the Miss Mystic Pageant in your senior year. Your turn.

Wow. That would've been about three years ago for me? I'm a junior in college now. Declared my major and everything.

Last thing I remember, I was actually heading off to Europe with Alaric for the summer. [Time to lie her butt off and hope he won't press it further,] Alaric got a job teaching Occult Studies, and I got an internship in Amsterdam, so he agreed to supervise me.

( WAT. )

Alaric's ghost got a job teaching Occult Studies?

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Three years? What the hell happened in three years?

( okay so he technically knew about timeline disparities because elena's is the BANE OF HIS EXISTENCE but three years is a little much, bonbon. )

[Oh boy. Where does she even begin...]

Maybe we should talk about this in person? Not much happened, but the stuff that did deals with Alaric, so...

Name a place and I'll be there. [She trusts his judgment with bars, even if she may be fifteen minutes later than he expects]

Den of Thieves, over on the north side of town.

( and that's his last word on the matter. when bonnie shows up, damon's already seated at the bar, a tumbler of bourbon in front of him and a stormy look on his face. this is... weird. having bonnie here, in what he's come to think of as his and dick's place. not that he'd be sentimental enough to admit to that, or that bonnie would even know, considering she just got here, but it's still just... weird. he likes the separation between his life from mystic falls and his life here — only elena even knows that he was interested in someone else, and even she doesn't know anything about dick. there's elena and caroline and bonnie and everything else from mystic falls, and then there's dick and the den and everything here in eudio. kept far apart from each other where neither can affect the other. he'd liked that. why the hell had he invited bonnie here? )

[As usual, Bonnie arrives late. Five minutes late, not her usual fifteen, but late all the same. Despite this, she confidently finds her way to the bar and rummages around her purse for her ID. This isn't exactly what she'd expected, but then again, she's not sure what she expected. Damon looks different and yet exactly the same.

It's like doing the time warp, except she's the one stepping into the not-so-distant past. Except this time, she might be breaking the time stream in the process. How does someone tell Damon the future? Especially one that seems ripped from a fairy tale?

As she sits next to him, she flashes him a smile as she hands her (perfectly normal and legal) ID to the bartender.] Hey. Sorry I kept you waiting.

( it's been a year and a half, more or less, since damon came back to mystic falls, and by now he expects some things from the people there: elena will be a martyr, stefan will be an idiot, matt will be useless, and bonnie will be late. invariably, always, at least ten minutes late. when she finally shows up, he's only surprised that it was five minutes and not ten.

she sits next to him and smiles, and damon gives her a clear once-over, not caring how it may look. bonnie doesn't smile at him. bonnie's never happy to see him, she absolutely would leave him in the cold, and she wouldn't piss on him if he was starving. this thing where she's smiling at him is weird and damon doesn't trust it.

she seems normal otherwise, though, as far as damon can tell. she still smells like bonnie, at least. )

It'sfine. So, three years, huh?

[She expected this, especially as the bartender hands over a glass of bourbon for her. Bonnie wasn't exactly much for it three years ago, but she hangs around with someone long enough and... well, some habits are hard to get rid of.

A slight nod as she takes a sip.] Yeah. Maybe two and a half, if we're going by specifics.

[Her expression softens as she looks at him, really looks at him,] Time works differently here, doesn't it?

Hey. I'm going home. Just for a few days. Then I'll be back.

[Oh boy.]

Got it.

I don't know if you'll remember this when you go home, but you've ALWAYS got me, okay? Even for the stupidest, smallest things.

Thank you, Bonnie.

No problem. Have a safe trip back!

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backdated to the day she got here??? yes?

sure!!

<3

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no one tells damon anything :(

sssh he's still important to her

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