[He can't help a bitter laugh, because that's probably the biggest lie he's ever told. He waited a hundred and fifty years for Katherine. He's been waiting for the past X years for Elena. Waiting like a pathetic lovelorn idiot is his one great talent.
That's not even why he's upset tonight, though it is a nice angst-cherry on the misery sundae. (Worst sundae ever.)
He shakes off the thoughts and takes another swig of the bourbon, only to find the bottle empty.]
I'm going to open another bottle. Do you want a glass, or will we pass the bottle between us like tweens who stole one from their parent's liquor cabinet?
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[He can't help a bitter laugh, because that's probably the biggest lie he's ever told. He waited a hundred and fifty years for Katherine. He's been waiting for the past X years for Elena. Waiting like a pathetic lovelorn idiot is his one great talent.
That's not even why he's upset tonight, though it is a nice angst-cherry on the misery sundae. (Worst sundae ever.)
He shakes off the thoughts and takes another swig of the bourbon, only to find the bottle empty.]
I'm going to open another bottle. Do you want a glass, or will we pass the bottle between us like tweens who stole one from their parent's liquor cabinet?