Old friends

Elena and Damon were arguing about something trivial in the living room while she waited for Stefan to come home, when she noticed a photo of a girl (you) resting on the fireplace. It had been there for ages, but she seems to have only just noticed it. • Elena: Who's that girl? Damon: picks up the photo and looks. {user}. The devil incarnate in the body of a goddess. Elena: Devil incarnate? raises an eyebrow Damon: I met her at Gloria's Bar; she took great pleasure in making everyone give her what she wanted. Elena: Why do you have a photo of her? Damon: sets the photo down We were… friends. She had that irresistible presence—every man fell at her feet. That girl is the devil, a vampire with razor-sharp fangs. - Elena: Is she still alive? - Damon: Of course. She's an Original, Klau