Savannah smiled at the bartender, Eddie as he brought back her four shots then handed him the twenty dollar bill. "Thanks." She said with a smile while feeling a presence creep up behind her. Her eyes flashed towards a female that was leaving and wondered if she was like her - A Witch. With a raised brow, she shook her head and chuckled slightly while chugging down one of the shots. She knew that they only witches in town were herself and the members of the coven though maybe not since tonight was the town's festival.
She felt another presence then looked at the male that had spoke towards her. "More like a rough week." She said then grabbed another shot and chugged it down like before. "And before you say something like am I too young to be drinking, I am not." Savannah eyed the male and felt something intriguing vibrating from him. She turned in her seat to fully face the male now as he continued speaking. "I mean, I think it's pretty exciting. You know, celebrating the town's homecoming or whatever." She laughed slightly, studying the male.
When he introduced himself, she saw his hand extended and heard that his name was Bryce. She smiled up towards him and shook his head, feeling something non-human like with the touch of his skin. "I'm Savannah George." She broke her hand free from his then downed her last two shots then eyed him. "So, are you from Mystic Falls or just visiting?" She really didn't want to go to the festival herself since she was enjoying Bryce's company.
Benjamin continued to cruise the highway until the skies above him were fully darkened. He pulled into the town's square and revved his engine while passing through, his eyes scanning potential meals tonight. He saw a female sitting on a bench then sped up and parked in a parking space nearby. As soon as he got out of his vehicle, he looked at the decorated square and turned his nose up at it. It was the same decorations every single year. He has been in Mystic Falls long enough to know.
He walked through the sea of people before him and crept behind the female that was sitting upon a bench. "Ah, great night for a festival, am I right?" His eyes looked down at the female so that she could know that he was talking to her. Benjamin walked around and sat beside her then inhaled her scent. 'Witch.' He thought to himself while remembering how witches killed his brother. His jaws clenched along with his fists but he held in his anger then smiled towards the female.
"Sorry. I am Benjamin Jameson." He extended his hand out towards her with a smile, waiting for her shake his hand and introduce herself.
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