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Elena Gilbert ([info]_doppelganger_) wrote,
She was stiff in his arms, leaning away from him. Or as far away as she could get. He was enjoying this, making her uncomfortable. And she couldn't help but react as he knew she would.

"I haven't done anything with Damon," she answered, glaring straight ahead. Nothing like that, at any rate. They'd grown closer...had become friends, or flirted a bit perhaps, but she hadn't slept with him.

"I missed the old you." Eyes darted to him for a moment. "Not you like this."

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