out of the fire, into the frying pan

[prescind]

Who: stefan salvatore (prescind) + katherine pierce (manipulative)
What: wtfing at their surroundings, exploring, figuring stuff out
When: early september
Where: cellar door, cassandra, all around

Content Warnings: probably some language to start.

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[manipulative]

[ she looks down at the bed and wiggles her feet beneath the covers. now that he brings logic into this… she purses her lips and sighs. ]

Maybe not…

[ she pouts. it would've been nice to bring a bed with them, even if they don't need it. ]

But what if wherever we find ourselves has everything but a bed, Stefan? Where will we sleep?

[prescind]

Well, I know where you'll sleep.

( because she is katherine pierce and she makes herself comfortable all the time. )

You'll sleep on top of me. That's where you always sleep.

[manipulative]

And?

[ rolling onto her side, she rests her palm into her cheek and cocks her brow as she looks at him pointedly. ]

I hope you're not complaining.

[prescind]

That wasn't a complaint.

( don't make assumptions, katherine. )

That was an observation.