NOT-SO-SUBTLE IRONIES

“I’ll, I’ll talk to him.”

He ruffles his hair and closes his eyes for a minute. Is he doing this on purpose? He IS doing this on purpose.

“I’ll go.” He opens his eyes and looks at me warily.

“And the one you were going with?”

“I’ll talk too.” I nod silently, not knowing what else to say to that. Who was he going with anyway? I definitely don’t need to know that.

I look at his eyes searching my face for one final time, before I turn on my heels and make away. One man down. One more to go.

*

“This is even more pitiful than I thought.”

“There’s still hope.”

“I’ve made a lot of choices that have gotten me here. I deserve this. I deserve to die.”

“DUUUUUDEEE NOO NO NO NO! Damon can’t die, Damon’s going to die?” Lily cries out in a shrill voice with a light sniff and I roll my eyes.

“Lily, you’ve seen all the seasons already, you know he doesn’t die.”

“What is with you, do you always have to kill my vibe?”