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[rowan_narrators]

WHO: Nazarene, Lloy, Aihlen, Aspen, Tori, and introducing Melquiades
WHAT: being out and about and available for chatting
WHEN: Friday afternoon
WHERE: all over the city
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Nazarene hated coming into town now. Time was not predictable, and she hated

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Damon rarely, rarely drank outdoors. There was just something about it that he had always found unsettling. He supposed it was the danger that one day, he would go on a bender and end up losing his ring. But that didn't matter here, did it? Here, he could go anywhere he wanted in the blazing sunlight without giving a rat's ass about the ring or the sun or anything else.

And that was why he was walking through Jhelbor with the half-empty bottle in his hand.

He had already drunk half of it.

Damon only drank in extreme situations and this situation, which had started out just manageable enough had gotten out of hand. Elena's eyes. They were everywhere, watching him in the same way that the statue of Helen of Troy had been laughing at him in the museum with Stefan. They wouldn't leave him alone. And it wasn't fair because it wasn't true. Elena was gone. Her eyes should have been leaving him the bloody hell alone.