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[coy]

"You've reached Caroline! I'm not here right now so just leave me a message after the beep! BEEP."

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[coy]

Okay. [ She goes quiet for a moment before glancing at him.] Do you want to know anything else?

[extra_broody]

[He exhales, trying to think of how to approach the topic.]

The chips... everyone has one?

[coy]

[ She looks at him with a bit of a laugh, a nervous one.] Yeah, yeah they do. And it's not a joke. It... works.

[extra_broody]

[He picks up that nervous tint to her laugh and gives her a look.] Was there a problem?

[coy]

No, just... really awkward. [ She glances at him before looking towards the sky because it seems super interesting all of a sudden. She is not going to talk about how she had sex with Elena, nope. God, why is her apartment so far away?]

[extra_broody]

[Oh...let's skip that story for right now.]

Awkward? Caroline Forbes that's not really a word I would assume you'd pair with anything related to sex.

[coy]

[ She gives him a look.] Well, when you go to bring your new neighbor a basket of welcome to the neighborhood muffins and end up having sex on his kitchen table...

[extra_broody]

[Okay, so he shouldn't have let out a tiny laugh of shock there - but he did. Don't hit him!]

Wow, talk about borrowing a cup of sugar. [Okay, she can hit him for that one.]

[coy]

[ Annnnnd he gets a scoff, a laugh, and a shove to the arm before she covers her face.] Shut up. [ She's blushing furiously now, mostly because the sex was awesome and she really shouldn't have thought that at all.]

[extra_broody]

Ow! [He over reacts because he cares... CARE. Okay, but seriously, he's trying not to laugh at her obvious pain.]

Do I get to meet him? Did Elena approve of him?

[coy]

[ She doesn't hit him again, she moves to walk next to him once more, rolling her eyes.]

You can meet him if you want. His name is Oliver Queen. [ She shrugs at his questions.] I guess she did, yeah. But there were others so... yeah.

[extra_broody]

Others? [Look, he's getting that she's been here a while, but he didn't think she was the type to just play the field. She's always seemed pretty... loyal to him. Well, except the recent indiscretion.]

[coy]

[ pout! ] Don't look so judgey, Stefan. Like I said, the chips work, you don't really have control of when.

[extra_broody]

[He takes a dramatic step AWAY from her as they are still walking. Gosh, how far away do you live, Caroline??]

I'm trying to prevent any unexpected groping.

[coy]

Seriously? [ She smiles and rolls her eyes so hard, so hard. Her head almost rolls all the way around. Before she reaches out to grab his arm and slips hers through his. Look! Her place is just ahead.]

Shut up.

[extra_broody]

Hey, I'll have you know I'm pretty attractive now that I've seen what everyone else sees. [The joys of being a doppelganger.]

[coy]

[ She laughs again, moving to guide him towards the building.] You know you're hot.

[extra_broody]

Well, now I do. [He's joking along with her, being guided into the building.]

I have a really nice back of the head.

[coy]

[ She looks at him with a goofy smile.] You are so weird. [ And into the building she pulls him.]

And this is where I live.

[extra_broody]

[He's just trying to cope with the whole kidnapped to a sex dome thing. Humor is easy.]

Lead the way, Miss Forbes. [Look at all that Southern Gentleman Charm.]

[coy]

Any other questions-- [ she takes him towards the stairs because her mun isn't sure if there's an elevator!] Or you can keep laughing at my sexpacades.

[extra_broody]

Sexcapades... [He's going to stop teasing her though.]

When was the last time you saw Elena?

[coy]

[ Her smile fades a bit before she glances at the railing.]

It's been almost a week.

[extra_broody]

[Welcome to being Stefan Salvatore. Happy! Sad.]

Okay, and you've been to her place and checked with anyone she's been with here?

[coy]

[ She glances back at him with a 'duh' look. She's not an amaetur, Stefan.] I've also sent her messages everyday but they don't go through.