leroiloup: heart-on-her-sleeve‌: Stefan leaned against the door frame of the illustrious mansion waiting for the door to open. “Klaus,” he nodded with a mischievous grin on his face, brushing past the man to take in his friend’s new residence. His feet moved lazily as he followed behind Klaus to the dining room.  He took aContinue reading

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