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Who: Stefan Salvatore and OPEN (Preferably to someone who doesn't mind being snacked on and who knows either Elena Gilbert or Damon Salvatore.)
What: Just a little taste, or a big one.
When: Friday, October 7th, Night
Where: A bar in Lawrence, Kansas

By now Stefan had had plenty of time to adjust to Lawrence. Things like that didn't take long when you were a vampire and accustomed to moving from place to place for a century and a half. The only thing that still threw him was Klaus's sudden and complete disappearance. He felt braced to see the hybrid show up at any moment all the time. In his puppet masters absence Stefan had continued on as he was before, using humans as a primary food source.

Booze became Stefan's secondary food source. Aside from curbing the cravings between meals, it gave him an excuse to lurk in bars where easy prey could be found and lured outside, or followed home. He'd quite a feast recently just by following an unsuspecting man to his plush, loose security neighborhood. Not that getting around security presented a problem.

Stefan swallowed back a deep gulp of whiskey and set his glass down upon the bar top. Out of the corner of his eye he saw movement and turned to the person next to him. Stefan raised his glass in a silent toast while he contemplated his next main course.