"Don't forget when I stole the seat next to you in class and that girl got pissed...," she mentioned offhandedly, pulling away and reaching down to entwine their fingers with a little squeeze and tug her boyfriend along towards the apartment building they were both housed in. She had remembered that first day like it was yesterday. It had become pretty obvious right from that moment that this Stefan was not the one she had loved in 1864, and with the high school setting...she had found herself almost displaying herself to him that day, playing with her hair, her dress, tapping her heels on the floor. She never would have thought all of that flirting would have lead to this, but Elena was pleased nonetheless.
"Unfortunately not. I'm in 308...but you know what's good?" She glanced over at him, smirking deviously. "There's no chance of your parents walking in on us!" It hadn't actually happened to them thanks to Elena's vampire hearing, but it meant that they could only be loud during their intimate moments when they were either at Elena's house, or Stefan's parents were absent. The vampire had taken quite a fancy to sneaking into her boyfriend's window in the middle of the night to see him though. "And...you could be moved into my room, if you want..." she fluttered her lashes at him a bit.