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judgy[ Bonnie could never bring herself to leave Mystic Falls, at least not for very long. It's not for the lack of trying. She would love more than anything to put this town in her rear view permanently, but enough time has passed that she knows better. She's the only witch this town has left and she couldn't abandon these people if she tried.
She lives in her Grams' old house, holding the same place her Grams did in the community. She's that kooky woman who teaches occult studies at the university, who drinks a little too much and thinks she does magic. Bonnie doesn't mind. She's proud to follow in the footsteps of Shelia Bennett.
It does get a little lonely, though. There have been guys, and even a couple of girls, but here she is, still alone without even a descendent to carry on the line. Some of them didn't go past a couple of dates. Some freaked out and took off when they learned the truth. One, a sweet blond from Louisiana, was killed by a vampire, who she burned to ash seconds afterward.
She wonders if this is why Bennett women keep their last name and pass it down to their children.
At least she still has friends left, including Elena.
Who appears suddenly in her home whenever she wants to visit. This is one such time.
Bonnie tenses only for a fraction of a second before relaxing again. ]
Elena. [ She smiles and stands from her seat, leaving her cocktail on the kitchen table. ]
She lives in her Grams' old house, holding the same place her Grams did in the community. She's that kooky woman who teaches occult studies at the university, who drinks a little too much and thinks she does magic. Bonnie doesn't mind. She's proud to follow in the footsteps of Shelia Bennett.
It does get a little lonely, though. There have been guys, and even a couple of girls, but here she is, still alone without even a descendent to carry on the line. Some of them didn't go past a couple of dates. Some freaked out and took off when they learned the truth. One, a sweet blond from Louisiana, was killed by a vampire, who she burned to ash seconds afterward.
She wonders if this is why Bennett women keep their last name and pass it down to their children.
At least she still has friends left, including Elena.
Who appears suddenly in her home whenever she wants to visit. This is one such time.
Bonnie tenses only for a fraction of a second before relaxing again. ]
Elena. [ She smiles and stands from her seat, leaving her cocktail on the kitchen table. ]
