WHO: Stefan & Lydia atthewrongtime WHAT: Stefan has a bit of a midnight snack. WHERE: On the streets WHEN: The night of the 14th RATING: high STATUS: in progress
He had to admit that being on the island wasn't really so horrible when you didn't include the days where he was practically bored out of his skull. Still, there was more to do than in Mystic Falls and he had pretty well adjusted to modern day life from the clothing to the technology. It was all...so new and exciting. There was something missing though. He didn't really know what, but Stefan just wasn't completely satisfied with his simple life, not even being with the woman he loved and beginning to learn more about being a vampire from Klaus. He sighed and shook his head a bit at the thought, wandering the streets of the city with his black, wool coat pulled tight around his body, his hands buried in the pockets, fisted. He wasn't really that hungry considering he'd been hunting with Klaus earlier, but when he was awake--when he was bored--he just had this urge in him to see the fear in a human's eyes before he tore into their throat with his razor sharp fangs.
The teen made his way along the emptying streets, watching the humans around him closely, noticing a few women that seemed that they would be delicious enough...but they wouldn't do for him tonight. He needed better prey, more exciting. ...It might have been too much to ask for one of those Elenas, and they were usually accompanied by their lovers anyways. Too much trouble. Stefan licked his lips and leaned back against one of the buildings, pulling his phone from his trouser pocket to check the time. It was almost midnight and the city was still very awake. It amazed him, so he stood there in awe for just a few moments, listening to its pulse.