Elena walked in in the cucina and gasped. “Oh, Stefan, te shouldn’t have done that” she said, looking at the table. There were two plates, one specific for Elena, hence the rose leaves surrounding it, and a basket with pastries, strawberries and small pieces of chocolate. “Wait” Elena detto hesitating. “Why are there only two seats? Who’s not eating along?” Stefan consciously avoided to look at Damon. “Damon already had breakfast. He thinks it’s time te and I get back on track with each other”
Elena averted to Damon. “Is that true?”
Damon looked at Stefan, before answering. “Yes” he said. “Yes, it’s true” He looked up at the window. He could’ve sworn… “You know what, I’m going out for a walk. te two enjoy breakfast, okay?”
He walked outside and looked around. He heard something behind him, but it was too fast to see what o who it was.
“I’ll give te an autograph” Damon detto tempting.
“Seriously?” tattoo-guy said, stopping in front of Damon.
“No” Damon detto and the guy wanted to race away, but Damon grabbed his arm. “Not so fast. I think te and I need to have a little chat. I was going for a walk anyway and believe me, I’d rather ditch te somewhere with a stake in your heart, but I feel like you’ll stop at nothing to stalk me, so why don’t te just walk with me and tell me what the hell te want?”
“Who says I’m stalking you? Who says I’m not after the girl?” tattoo-guy said. Damon raised his eyebrows. “Oh, well, in that case, I can introduce te to her”
Tattoo-guy didn’t sposta an inch. “Alright, I was stalking you” he admitted fitful. “But it’s not what te think, I’m not… te know” he quickly added.
“Yeah, okay’ Damon detto like he didn’t need to know that last bit of information. “Why don’t te start with telling me your name?”
“It’s Derek” tattoo-guy said. “Derek Janders”