ѕтefαи ѕαlvαтоre ❝ her gaze jerked up, off her own feet, to take in fashionably ratty ๔єςк shoes, some fоѓэіБи kind. above that were јэаиѕ, body hugging, old enough to look soft over ʜᴀʀᴅ мυѕ¢ℓєѕ. ʍoɹɹɐu hips. nice chest.face to drive a ѕ¢υℓρтσя crazy: ѕєηѕυσυѕ mouth, high cheekbones. dark sunglasses. slightly ŧøᵾsłɇđ brown hair.. ❞
[text - Stef]: The list starts with Caroline and just keeps going.
[text - Stef]: You'd think that, but everything's so different now..
[text - Stef]: I don't see him as a friend. I see him as a threat. She sees him as a friend, and it bothers her when I warn her to be careful.
[text; Bonnie]: I got it now.
[text; Bonnie]: I know what you mean, but I don't think he's actually capable of hurting her. And I don't say that because he's my brother, but because he's got feelings for her. She matters to him in ways I can't understand, but I'm fine with that as long as it holds on his humanity inside him.
[text; Bonnie]: I know he's dangerous, but I don't let him hurt any of you. At least not as much as he's already done, I can't babysit him after all.