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Attract attention? Him? Never. “ Is that so? Who appointed you my keeper?Stefan quipped, tugging his shoulder from the man’s grip and turning to face the other. He preferred to attract at least a little attention. Just so long as he could compel them to forget, Stefan was content with attracting said attention.  I’m more of a solo man when it comes to drinking. A lone wolf, if you will.

                       A pointedly raised eyebrow met the blonde when Klaus heard the term lone wolf. How cute, he thought to himself. He found himself even more intrigued by the gentleman, since there weren’t many who’d turn down an invitation from a Mikaelson. ❝ And what a tedious life you must lead, ❞ he commented with a smirk. ❝ A man such as you–– ❞ Klaus gestured up and down the man before him. ❝ Why I’d think you’d have friends in droves. If perhaps, you do change your mind, though–– ❞ He extended a hand and stood to his full height, carrying himself with pride. ❝ I’m Klaus Mikaelson. ❞

“  Who’s to say I don’t have friends in, uh, what did you say, droves?  Stefan hummed, curious about the man before him. He hadn’t compelled himself any friends, other than to feed from. He wanted to get back to his hunt, but he had a feeling that wasn’t going to happen under Klaus’ apparent watchful eye. “  Klaus? I’m Stefan. It’s a pleasure to meet you.    

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