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| "You've reached Caroline! I'm not here right now so just leave me a message after the beep! BEEP." |
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Now I get it. You thought Stiles was bringing up all the dirty little details. I hate to break it to you, but, been there, done that so even if he felt like bragging, I wasn't staying there to listen.
What? [ He's not saying anything she doesn't already know? ] He kept asking about all the dirty vampire details. He knows about daylight rings and humanity switches. I didn't go into any real detail. I thought I should throw him some kind of bone.
[ Caroline, this is Damon. He's not going to apologize. ] I know.
[ The problem with hair gel is after leaving it in for two to three days, it starts to flake out. Also, it hurts your hair and it becomes hard and disgusting and well water is not helping. ]
Caroline Forbes. It's your friendly neighborhood Salvatore, not the one living with you. My isn't your voice sounding radiant. Call me back when you get this.
Caroline Forbes. It's your friendly neighborhood Salvatore, not the one living with you. My isn't your voice sounding radiant. Call me back when you get this.
By any chance was my brother exaggerating when he mentioned the gods bestowing certain hair care products?
A funny thing happened on the way to the well... Turns out water alone doesn't help rinse out hair gelled past its due date.
And flake-y. Real sexy, sexy stuff. [ And it's ruining his pillow. ] Any chance I could have a dollop of shampoo? Take care of my rats nest?
[ after telling elena he'll be back, (no reason to rock the boat or let her know caroline is being nice, if elena bothers caroline enough about it she may change her mind) he heads down the way towards caroline and his brother's hut. ] Knock, knock. [ it's an old staple and it's not like there's something to knock on. but he raps quietly on the thatched surface, waiting patiently. ]
[ which is why he doesn't knock on the curtain his brother fashioned (and which damon helped fashion his and elena's after). he moves the curtain inside, peeking, before stepping in all the way, JUST IN CASE. ] Everybody decent? [ all caroline and her... his gaze falls, head tilts ] Are you weaving a basket? What can't Caroline Forbes do?
[ neither does his brother. ] Caroline, I'm over a hundred years old. I know what a basket is for. [ he's supposed to be nice. ] I only made a comment. On your basket. It was a compliment. I do give them out on occasion.
Edited 2014-05-10 07:12 (UTC)
[ he takes it, looking down. it is just enough. ] No. This works. [ give him a second as he sees what you and his brother have managed. ] I see my brother is a better bone carpenter than I am.
[ she looks around, her mouth twisting because, well, as nice as it is to have these things, she misses home more.] He's definitely been a great roommate. [ she glances at damon, her mouth turning into a tiny smile.] Although I think he's hooking up with someone. [ she's not saying that she knows for sure but more... trying see if damon knows who.]
[ caroline has never been a subtle creature. over time, she's become more nuanced. but in times like these, her intentions are clear. not that damon knows why caroline would need to micromanage his brother's sex life. ] Do you? [ he's not quite sure why it matters. ] Is he coming in at all hours of the night? Don't tell me, he sets something outside to let you know that when the hut is-a-rocking, don't come-a-knocking.
Edited 2014-05-10 07:42 (UTC)
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