Jake officially hated the Salvatore mansion. It was creepy as fuck and it stank of leeches and blood. Every time he went into those frigging dungeons (they were dungeons, cellars weren't half as sinister as this one and there was an actual fucking prison cell), he could smell the blood that was stocked up in the freezer. It was one thing to deal
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Okay, so things would be much lower key if they weren't in a mansion filled with antiques.
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He didn't know any of them, and those that he did know, he was just going to avoid. Especially Tyler who seemed to be dryhumping some poor girl in what he assumed were dance moves. Seriously, he didn't want to smell half of what he was smelling right now. Grabbing some soda and chips, he retreated to where the music wasn't going to make his ears bleed, wondering what Elena was going to make of this.
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Still, Caroline was doing her best to remain upbeat. Even when she couldn't find the guest of honor. She did manage to find Jake over in the stoner corner, minus all the stoners. "Scare everyone off in here?" she asked.
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