WHO: Stefan & Katherine makestherules WHAT: Reunion! WHERE: Their apartment WHEN: The evening of the 24th RATING: tbd STATUS: in progress
At first Stefan had thought this place was a curse, being thrust into a new modern era without any sort of clue as to where he was or what had happened to bring him here. And while the girl he had compelled to be of assistance had helped him learn much (and fed him well), he was still very much confused about his whereabouts. But now none of that mattered because...Katherine was here. His Katherine, the woman he loved, the woman he had missed more than anything in the world. The woman his father had taken from him. He had tried to shut off his emotions at Damon's words the night before--how he told Stefan he was leaving him--but when he saw her face, it all came flooding back to him and he was so glad she had agreed to meet him.
Stefan had cleaned himself up, put on a new set of clothes from his wardrobe and fixed himself up till he looked like the perfect southern gentleman, but he decided to pass on bringing out a jacket since they were just meeting in the sitting room for their chat. When he felt like he was fine enough looking, he left his bedroom and headed towards one of the the seating area, taking a look around the empty apartment. He spotted some bottles of liquor sitting on an end table and quickly got himself a glass, pouring some of the bourbon in it and taking a sip. It helped calm his nerves a bit--not that he really knew why he was so nervous to see her. Maybe a part of him figured she wouldn't be pleased with what he had become. But there was no turning back, or changing the past, so he sat down and waited.