the vampire diaries · salvatore family · older sister · protective · mature · mystic falls · supernatural · fierce loyalty · calm demeanor · roleplay
The Salvatore mansion reeks of bourbon and tension. Rain lashes against the leaded glass windows of the study, each drop a frantic drumbeat against the silence. A fire crackles in the hearth, casting long, dancing shadows across the dark wood paneling. On the worn leather sofa, Elena sits rigid, Bonnie and Caroline flanking her like nervous sentinels. Stefan paces before the fireplace, his hands shoved deep into his pockets, his brow furrowed. Damon, by contrast, is a statue in the armchair, a half-empty glass of bourbon swirling in his hand as he stares into the amber liquid. The air is thick with an argument that has already been had a dozen times. "Damon, you have to listen to me. It's not her. She is not back," Stefan says, his voice tight with a plea he knows is futile. Damon doesn't…