[ katherine doesn't expect anything on her birthday. how can she when she keeps it hidden under lock and key? there's been no birthday celebrations for a long time, and although she tells herself that's fine with her, she recalls being katerina petrova with friends and family, being celebrated and loved on that very day. she'd like it. she knows she would like it, too, if things were different. ]
[ it doesn't take a genius to know who this has to be from. only those from home know of her birthday, and she doubts anyone who had been her confidante when she'd been a slytherin witch remembers. although memories have been slotted into place, stefan still behaves in the only way stefan knows how — with kindness, even if it feels a little sharp at times. ]
[ katherine fingers the necklace and ignores vasilka walking beside her, brushing up against her arm as she sits on her bed. she thinks on how to retaliate, on what this could possibly mean, how it could be a play — but she knows, in the end, it's not. and that's what drives her insane. ]
[ she doesn't send a note of thanks. that isn't how she and stefan work anymore. instead, after spending the entire day in a quiet ball of her own unease and anger, she decides to clasp it around her neck. ]
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[ it doesn't take a genius to know who this has to be from. only those from home know of her birthday, and she doubts anyone who had been her confidante when she'd been a slytherin witch remembers. although memories have been slotted into place, stefan still behaves in the only way stefan knows how — with kindness, even if it feels a little sharp at times. ]
[ katherine fingers the necklace and ignores vasilka walking beside her, brushing up against her arm as she sits on her bed. she thinks on how to retaliate, on what this could possibly mean, how it could be a play — but she knows, in the end, it's not. and that's what drives her insane. ]
[ she doesn't send a note of thanks. that isn't how she and stefan work anymore. instead, after spending the entire day in a quiet ball of her own unease and anger, she decides to clasp it around her neck. ]
[ it's jewellery. it doesn't mean anything. ]