Paisley mingle

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Who: The SS Paisley & visitors
Broadcast: None
Action: Paisley
When: February

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[stefanged]

[He's quiet for a couple of seconds, gathering his thoughts before he begins:]

I was out hunting one night when I hear a car crash into the river. So I jump in and - there she is, floating in the water. [He lets out a small laugh.] It sounds so - so cliche when I say it like that, but the first time I met Elena, I pulled her out of the water and wondered why the hell she looked so much like Katherine.

So I transferred into Mystic Falls High that fall, and I figured, if I were attending high school all over again, I'd get to know her. And I did and... for the first time in a century, I felt normal. Or well, Salvatore felt normal.

[He pauses there, quietly adding,] I don't remember a lot about the two and a half years I dated her, but I remember what she was like, and how she pulled me back into a town I'd almost forgotten about. So to hear that she's gone is...

It doesn't feel real.

[delincuente]

[She tries to fight off the insecurity that his story brings. After all, she did agree to hear it. She knows it doesn't mean he loves her any less. But two and a half years...

Swallowing her discomfort, Alex reaches down to take his hand.]

I'm so sorry, Stef.

[stefanged]

[The worst part is, he's glossing over everything else. He's glossing over how he and Elena were doppelgangers destined to fall in love every 500 years (or 150 years, or whatever because that math still makes no sense in his head). He's glossing over how she reacted to his vampirism (not well), how she pushed through anyways, and well - their entire story.

Because in the end, Elena was then and Alex is now, and Alex matters more. Mystic Falls is a long-off dream, and one he may never see again.]

Hey, I've still got you. [He smiles, though it doesn't reach his eyes.] I've lost Elena before, but I don't know what I'd do if I lost you too.