askbigbrolucifer:

“Related? And how do you know we are? How do I know you aren’t yanking my chain” he said looking up to Elena raising an eyebrow at the woman pursing his lips together feeling his heart pick up speed a bit at the nerves he felt he was overwhelmed to say the least “what do you have to prove all of what your saying?”

heart-on-her-sleeve:

“You, because I know who you are. We’re related, you and I,” Elena explained watching his face closely. “It’s complicated, and I can explain it all to you if you’d like. I can also just pay for my drink and leave, if that’s what you want. I know it’s a lot.” Her eyes flicked between his face and his hands, watching as he worked. 

askbigbrolucifer:

“Oh oh I can do those Yea” he said happily as he got everything together not looking towards the other pursing his lips together as he focused before pausing when she spoke about wanting to talk to him Which had him perking up “me? Why me? And you know my name how?”

heart-on-her-sleeve:

“Hmmm, let’s go with strawberry,” Elena said with a smile. “A strawberry daiquiri?” She rest her head on her hand as she watched the man sling drinks.

“I, um. I didn’t just come here for a drink. I came to talk to you, Anthony.” Elena said in a serious tone, hoping that the man would want to listen.

askbigbrolucifer:

“Hm alright, you got a flavor in mind? I can just wing it” he offered giving a small smile as he got a few options for flavors out before looking to Elena curiously “alright miss which would ya like I can make Damn near anything as long as it’s not a new drink that came out in the last two years”

heart-on-her-sleeve:

Elena had been working with Alaric and the Salvatore brothers to track down Anthony for years now. They finally got a lead, and Elena snuck out of the boarding house to follow it. She arrived at a bar, and it was nearly empty. She spotted her target and walked up to the bar, taking a seat away from other patrons. 
“Yeah, um. You choose. Something fruity, please.”

askbigbrolucifer:

@heart-on-her-sleeve

Anthony sighed as he was cleaning glasses at the bar pursing his lips together as he arranged things properly his eyes going to his phone that was set on a shelf waiting for his brothers to contact him. They had been on a hunt last he knew and he just wanted a call or text from them to make sure they were okay. Anthony heard someone clear their through and he turned around to see a young woman that looked oddly familiar which had his eyebrows furrowing.

“Oh sorry, can I help you?” Anthony asked tilting his head a bit “whiskey, bourbon, something fruity you name it I can make it”

“I just know, Anthony. My name is Elena Gilbert. You’re my little brother. By two minutes. You were kidnapped when we were little. I have our birth certificates at home.” Elena paused, realizing that was a lot of information. Her heart raced as she watched for a reaction from the man. “You’re my twin, Anthony.”

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