Enzo.
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❝Nᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏғ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴠᴇɴᴅᴇᴛᴛᴀ.❞ Wʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ﹐@KillingEasily﹐ I ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴛᴏᴘ ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ. — 「#TVD 」
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20-11-2016 03:12:03
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Enzo kept a cautious gaze glued to REBEKAH MIKAELSON as she began to slowly make her way over to him, the smirk on his features only dimmed +
+ slightly when REBEKAH MIKAELSON began circling him only to come to a complete stop in front of him. The Brit watched with amusement as she +
+ hopped up onto a nearby pool table. Clearly REBEKAH MIKAELSON wanted to toy around and not just when it came to a round of pool. ❝You, +
+ doll, can call me Enzo. And I don't believe you're going to tell me who you are just yet. . .❞ Pulling his hands out of [REBEKAH MIKAELSON] +
+ pockets, he began to walk around the table searching for the proper equipment in order to play. Seconds later, he [REBEKAH MIKAELSON] +
+ picked up a pool stick and stopped on the other side of the table, staring at REBEKAH MIKAELSON’s backside. ❝Let's make a deal, love. If I +
+ win; you tell me your name. And if you win; I'll make you those free drinks for the rest of the night. How does that [REBEKAH MIKAELSON] +
+ sound?❞ [REBEKAH MIKAELSON]
Lightly tapping the wooden flooring below their feet with his pool stick, Enzo watched as REBEKAH MIKAELSON set up the table. ❝Perhaps, you +
+ and I just haven't been in Mystic Falls at the same time; which was quite unfortunate.❞ He stated, bringing his stick [REBEKAH MIKAELSON] +
+ up and aiming it at the balls before braking them up, a chuckle emitting from his brims at REBEKAH MIKAELSON’s comment. He then proceeded +
+ to take another attempt at knocking a striped ball into a pocket but failed. Enzo watched as REBEKAH MIKAELSON took her turn hitting in a +
+ solid. And judging by the look on REBEKAH MIKAELSON’s Features, he could tell she was a competitive one. ❝Lucky shot, sweetheart.❞
Lining up for his next shot, Enzo glanced up at REBEKAH MIKAELSON, his features hardened to form a cocky smirk before hitting yet another +
+ one into a pocket. He then picked himself up from his previous position and moved over to the other side of the table, [REBEKAH MIKAELSON] +
+ setting up his next shot. ❝I would but where's the fun in that? Plus. .❞ He paused leaning forward to knock out another [REBEKAH MIKAELSON] +
+ stripe. ❝I want to know your name, love. So I can stop calling you ‘love’.❞ He flashed her a wink, sitting up straight. [REBEKAH MIKAELSON]