I'd rather have you instead, Bekah Mikaelson.

I do.... Bekah Mikaelson

Of course. ||Makes grabby hands towards Bekah Mikaelson|| Come.

That's the reason I chose you for my main course, Bekah Mikaelson... Delicious with a side of sexy feistiness.

Then you see where I'm coming from, Bekah Mikaelson...

I have arrived. Where's my lunch?

||Throws Caroline ✿ into the trash to make it so|| Indeed it is.

||Blurs behind Elena.{Parody}.|| Lunch?

||Nods my head; playfully biting Elena.{Parody}., just because|| Yum!

||Flashes Bekah Mikaelson a cheeky grin|| Kinda hard to forget times like those, sweetheart.

~ matter of fact, have someone to drain, Bekah Mikaelson. But she's being stubborn and won't allow me to do so.

(crossing my arms as I watch Damon Grey) Maybe her stubbornness is what saves her. You should probably leave. Now I'm going to have to-

burn that bed set, damnit. I just got it. Damon Grey

||I blurred in front of Bekah Mikaelson, pressing a kiss to her cheek before taking my leave|| ✌

[[Places these underneath Bekah Mikaelson's pillows.]] Happy early Christmas, Blondie.

Your presence here's more than enough to be considered a gift, Bekah Mikaelson. Gracias.

< You're not that bad. Bekah Mikaelson

We're gonna have to change that, Bekah Mikaelson.