[ it's a muffled, aggravated sound that escapes elena's throat, pained and annoyed and incited. her scalp stings, her body is pressed forward, and all the pain fades in the wake of her anger. she retreats from the kiss only to readjust their mouths and press her tongue against her lips, her fingers curling into a fist and slowly pulling down on rebekah's tresses, hard.
it's around that time there's a boom that makes elena jump. confetti rains down upon them.