It's been a rough night. Then again, every night's been a rough night since his short-lived wedding. Stefan swears he sees his brother in every shadow, every reflection in every mirror. A while ago, he might've been right. Now, he's just longing to hold onto someone who can't reach back to him.
Worst part is, he can't even drink anymore. The humanity he had prized so much had come with a bitter, bitter consequence: his liver can't repair itself.
So when he walks into the Grill and chooses to sit next to a familiar face, it's for an order of salty cheese fries and a soda. Once he's gotten it in, he leans forward, resting his elbows on the edge of the counter.
"Hey," he says with a grin, as if he hadn't heard about the visitor checking up on her precious niece. (Caroline had texted him the moment she'd heard, and frankly, the live updates had been both entertaining and exasperating.) "Long time no see."
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Worst part is, he can't even drink anymore. The humanity he had prized so much had come with a bitter, bitter consequence: his liver can't repair itself.
So when he walks into the Grill and chooses to sit next to a familiar face, it's for an order of salty cheese fries and a soda. Once he's gotten it in, he leans forward, resting his elbows on the edge of the counter.
"Hey," he says with a grin, as if he hadn't heard about the visitor checking up on her precious niece. (Caroline had texted him the moment she'd heard, and frankly, the live updates had been both entertaining and exasperating.) "Long time no see."