Perhaps she should have checked the alleyway for people before using it to make her call to Stefan. Not like she really went into too much. Really, it could just sound like she was trying to talk someone out of drugs or alcohol or something like that. Oh, if only that was what it was. That would be easier than getting a vampire off human blood. Sure, Stefan could do blood bags like Damon, but even that had been enough to make him crazy. It had been enough to change him. No, for Stefan, it had to be animal blood or he wasn't himself. He would hurt more people, she knew it. Which was why she had to stop him.
Still, the voice jolted Elena from her thoughts and she looked into the darkness, eyes narrowing some. The person looked familiar. Right. The Green Day singer who wasn't the Green Day singer. She was pretty sure she had seen him on the boards. Not often, but as this wasn't Billie Joe Armstrong. Of all the time she was blanking on names.. Okay, so she wasn't the most up to date on everyone but still.
Oh. Right. Cigarette.
"No thanks." Smiling weakly, Elena straightened up and brushed her hair behind her ear. Logically, she should leave. She didn't know this person, didn't know if he could be trusted. Perhaps he was at the complex, it wasn't like she lived there. She drifted between the Ozian house and Damon's, though currently at Damon's. But usually people were more active on the boards if they didn't have something to hide. Okay. This was complicated.
"I'm Elena."
Why was she doing this? She should just move on and keep searching. But here she was, trying to make friends. Or something.