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I'M A FIGHTER, NOT A QUITTER. AND I WILL NEVER GIVE UP.

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@The Grill (open)

Glaring down at the glass that sat quite comfortable in her hand, Elena wondered if this really was the right way to go. Or maybe she was simply just being stupid and pulling a Damon. The tall glass was filled to the brim with a selected wine the bartender had recommened. Alcohol was suppose to take the edge off of things, and being the way she was, Elena knew she could really use that. She had been worrying about others too much lately, and not once stopped to think for herself. Perhaps it was time for a change. She wanted for just one single night to forget everything, forget Stefan may never gain back his humanity, forget Klaus was still alive. Or even forget there were other supernatural creatures out there that could kill her with a click of a finger.

Without another thought she took a firm grasp of the wine glass and downed it in one. “Another please.” She asked the bartender. Surely another wouldn’t hurt? Besides she was a teenage girl, getting drunk once in a while was allowed. Even if Elena knew this was not at all her usual behavior. She thanked the bartender and willingly took her second drink. With the sudden urge to empty the glass as quickly as possible, she was about to knock it back until someone tapped her on the shoulder. The brunette snapped her head around as she let her warm ebony eyes widen. “What are you doing here?” She gasped.