Elena walked in in the cozinha and gasped. “Oh, Stefan, you 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 said 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 you 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. You two enjoy breakfast, okay?”
He walked outside and looked around. He heard something behind him, but it was too fast to see what or who it was.
“I’ll give you an autograph” Damon said tempting.
“Seriously?” tattoo-guy said, stopping in front of Damon.
“No” Damon said and the guy wanted to race away, but Damon grabbed his arm. “Not so fast. I think you and I need to have a little chat. I was going for a walk anyway and believe me, I’d rather ditch you somewhere with a stake in your heart, but I feel like you’ll stop at nothing to stalk me, so why don’t you just walk with me and tell me what the hell you 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 you to her”
Tattoo-guy didn’t mover an inch. “Alright, I was stalking you” he admitted fitful. “But it’s not what you think, I’m not… you know” he quickly added.
“Yeah, okay’ Damon said like he didn’t need to know that last bit of information. “Why don’t you start with telling me your name?”
“It’s Derek” tattoo-guy said. “Derek Janders”