LAYLA KEATINGAll American, 6.12

LAYLA KEATING All American, 6.12

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KOL MIKAELSON SEASON 1 EPISODE 16 | THE ORIGINALS

kol could care less about what was going on around the town . it was always something different each day and there was obviously never any normalcy here . oh how he longed for the times of being human and being able to get drunk into oblivion to escape his family . " then you can take notes and share them with the class since you're so concerned . "

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"Why does it feel like we've been here almost 2 weeks?" he mused with folded arms as he watched the people slowly descend into a drunken mess. "This was fun in the beginning but now it's starting to get a little sad. I doubt people are even going to remember what was said when the actual meeting starts by this point" he hummed, searching the crowd for his kid and Georgie

ares was looking for anyway to stay out of his father's sight . seanna's too for the moment , not ready to deal with her drama about their deadbeat of a father just yet . his usual go to bar looks different from how he's used to it , yet the atmosphere was still the same as he watches two figures from afar in a drinking game of sort . the winner starts to speak , the tribrid ignoring his words as he leans down to take the unconscious fool's wallet , taking a few bills out to accommodate for being annoying . without saying a word to the man that was still talking , he ordered himself a drink , raising a brow as he looks between the ground and the man next to him . " your drinking buddy might be dead . "

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He was bored, and boredom for a literal man-child was something that normally wouldn’t end well. So, chatting up an impressionable person besides him, he challenged him to a drinking game. It got to the point where the person went to move and fell out of their chair, knocking themselves out. “Man, I expected more,” he pouted, “someone should probably make sure they’re okay or something, right?”

kol looks at the stranger in silence , letting out a long sigh of annoyance at this person knowing him . " either i've killed you or your loved ones before , someone told you about me ... or i go soft at some point in the future , telling by your tone . " he didn't have the time to chat away here until morning , rather having the person walk away and forget he was here . " how can i help you leave faster ? "

He was glad to find that his secret hiding spot was still a thing even 30 years in the past. And so, with a hum, he plopped himself down and began to read a book before hearing a noise. Brow raised, he decided to do some investigating - even if he didn't feel like it was a good idea knowing the area. Seeing a figure, he peaked over the door, though the cracking of it gave him away. Hearing the all too familiar voice - one from his favorite uncle - he beamed. "Kol!" he said, hoping it was the uncle who knew him

the fact that camille most likely didn't know her own son weighed down on him . no , he doesn't have a good relationship with either of his parents , but he at least knew that his mother loved him enough for the both of them . his plan was to break it to the woman who she was to him and seanna , but decides to have a kind heart for once and leave her be . " your line of work has probably saved most of these dreadful idiots in the future . at least you have a future , right ? "

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"So it wasn't enough that whoever pulled us from the past and the future to the present time also stitched together New Orleans and Mystic Falls," Cami muses. "And supernatural creatures exist. No you're telling me there's a company that's trying to eradicate all those creature's? Creature's of which people that I end up caring for in the future are? I think I chose the wrong line of work."