You can stand under my umbrella//Chris&Rissa
Marissa got off at the train station and looked around for a moment, trying to remember where the Italian place, where she was meeting with Chris, was. She was incredibly happy for him and Darren, she had known that they would get engaged sooner or later, everyone with eyes could see that they were perfect for each other.
Sometimes Marissa wished she would find someone like that too, someone she could trust and who would stand by her no matter what. You just wish you had Lindsay… she thought and then pushed the thought aside quickly. Marissa had sworn to herself to start the new year on a happy note and not to let everyone get her down. Granted, it wasn´t exactly the easiest thing to do, but she was trying.
After walking for a few minutes Marissa found the restaurant and quickly checked her phone, she was still on time. She had left the house early anyway and was suddenly glad that she hadn´t told her parents about the pregnancy on New Years Eve, at least they had been able to spend a nice evening together as a family.
Marissa sighed a little and stepped into the restaurant, looking around. Chris was nowhere to be found, so she walked over to one of the empty tables at the window and sat down.
you can stand under my umbrella | carolena
All the rain that had come while Elena had been asleep was sudden. When the brunette had gone to bed, there had been sunlight and a soft breeze. She had simply been taking a nap because she was on the last of her pain meds after her hospital visit, and they made her drowsy. She hadn’t expected to wake up to a dark sky, thunder and lightning. The one thing though that people didn’t particularly know about Elena was that she loved storms. The teenaged doppleganger had woken up to the sound of rain and the soft boom of thunder in the distance and a smile had crossed her lips. She had stayed snuggled up in her bed until Caroline had texted her, in obvious distress. It mostly made Elena laugh though, because out of all the horrible things that had happened lately, a little rain hadn’t been the worst of it. Even if it kept the vampires trapped.
Actually, it was better if it kept the killers trapped, seeing as Elena was still healing a bit, her stitches almost ready to come out soon, but not just yet. Caroline wanted to talk though, so Elena made herself get out of her bed, getting dressed and grabbing her purse and a hoodie to shield her hair from the water. The brunette headed for the grill, wondering what Caroline could possibly have to tell her. She stepped into the restaurant when she arrived, slipping off her wet jacket and scanning the room for her blonde best friend, sending her a smile when she spotted her and heading over to her booth. “So, how you holding up? You get cabin fever yet?” The news couldn’t be that bad, right? Or else Caroline would have called, or texted her the emergency.
