"I would buy all the clothes from you, just so you know." Bonnie grinned and it was good, Bonnie thought anyway that Elena was settling well into Salem. At least as far as Bonnie knew. It was different for her, her memories were different, but that didn't matter. Right now, Salem was better than any point in time in Mystic Falls. So far they didn't really have any threats - besides a hunter of course but that could always be taken care of. If Stefan wasn't able to reach her, then Bonnie would because Bonnie refused to lose any more friends. She wasn't going through that pain again. They were all here and she wasn't letting them go.
"Sure, a drink sounds good." Bonnie glanced over, following Elena's lead and saw O'Neills. And then the word karaoke. Hell, Bonnie was up for a few drinks and some bad renditions of 'Don't Stop Believing.' There was always one in every bunch who murdered that song.
Bonnie laughed, "Let's go."
The girls headed inside and of course, it was loud and crowded but that was fine. They had karaoke nights back in Mystic Falls, or they used to anyway. Right now, they didn't have much in Mystic Falls but a tourism company that promised a good jump scare and then Deputy Donovan. Her eyes faltered at the thought of Matt. He should be here and not there. That's for sure. But once she and Elena sat down, the sadness was just pushed back a little as she looked over the menu.
"I'm kind of hungry too. Why don't we get some wings or something else that's deep fried and tastes amazing?" Bonnie suggested a few more dishes when the server came over and she ordered something called a Hurricane. Little did Bonnie know that the hurricane came in a gigantic glass and it was big enough for the both of them.