[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.
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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.