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☆═━ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑━═☆
Serena's breath hitched, turning on the lights when Jacob's body dropped to the floor, "What the hell are you doing in my room, you creep!"
She rose to her feet, opening her room's door farther to wake her mother, "Mom! Get here to see what that idiot you let into our house is doing," He tried to sit up, murmuring something along the lines of 'don't tell her'. Serena scoffed out, kicking his stomach, "I am calling the police, you scumbag!"
Serena spat out, grabbing her phone off the nightstand as Coralie walked into the room, asking, "Jacob...Serena, what's going on here?"
"What's going on here is your husband is a thief," She claimed, taking notice of her bag that lied beside him, "That I am going to put behind bars."
"Serena, wait! I am sure there's an explanation for this."
The brunette rolled her eyes, shaking her head before greeting, "Hello, Sheriff Forbes," She bent down, pulling her bag off the floor before walking over Jacob's body and out of her room.
✵ ✵ ✵
Charlotte Bernard was back living under the Salvatores roof after Damon implied it was not the best choice to live with Paulina, considering what she had done. Not planning on raising suspicions, she complied.
The brunette had gotten dressed, pulling her bag over her shoulder after shoving in all of her books. She turned around, letting out a gasp when she spotted Stefan at the door, "Uh...a hello would have been nice."
"I thought you were used to people sneaking up on you."
Charlotte pursed her lips together, "It's not really something you get used to."
Stefan nodded before stating, "You and Damon are late."
"Sorry, I overslept," She shrugged her shoulders, excusing before walking past him and up to Damon's room, "I am sure Damon did, too. I mean we would never intentionally turn down meeting you."
He chuckled humorlessly at her sarcasm, "Charming."
"Thank you," Charlotte sent him a smile before knocking on Damon's door, scowling when he walked past her and into the room, "Hey, he could be indecent—and you totally don't care..." She trailed off, sighing.
