paradisa | ℙ the twenty first;

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katherine pierce

ℙ the twenty first;

[Anyone listening over the journal will possibly hear the wooden snap of clothespins being popped off of the line and a light slosh of water in what may or may not be a sink or basin. Water might splatter onto the page of the journal, since Katherine actually doesn't want to sit around and watch clothing dry.]

Cleaning out a closet and finding shopping bags from Paris, from Christmas last year, that had never even been opened and put away - at least it gave me something to do today.

[Considering Katherine spent nearly her last six months in the castle dealing with corsets and bloomers -- it's no wonder that she didn't dig deep into that closet earlier.]

I will say, hand-washing is the most tedious task to do. [She says this as she hangs up another camisole top onto the line in the laundry room. The laundry room which now has a pile of discarded paper shopping bags and boxes, with colored tissue papers and ribbons all on the floor at her feet. The laundry room where the available lines are strung up with lace bras and frilly things that one would buy in Paris if they had the ability to compel anyone and everyone that was working retail there. The laundry room where anyone is welcome to come and be frustrated that she's taken up all that space.]

Damon ]

I think you need to refresh your definition of "waiting long".

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I finally figured out what to get you for Christmas.

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Aw, look at you. Making pop culture references.

Clearly trying to get into my pants.

I thought you didn't want me wearing pants.

And since when does Katherine Pierce do what a man wants her to do?

I thought you were over me. [She might be grinning at this point.]

What can I say? I'm fickle.

I'm just not sure I should let you play with my emotions like this. [She is still smiling.]

[Intoned:] You know I'm worth it.

You are so worth it. [There's a hint of mock there, just drawing back to prior conversations.]

Playing dirty already?

[It's entirely a mock sulk.]

Definitely.

You could at least try to make playing hard to get a little easier.

I already confessed to pining for you. [Her amused tone has the slightest hint of coyness.] I lost this a long time ago.

And yet somehow, it doesn't feel like I've won.

[He can be just as equally coy.]

Well, you haven't collected your prize, yet.

I've thought about it.

Have you? Have you thought long and hard about it?

[He totally handed her that one.]

[Only because he did walk right into it will he throw her this one.]

I left the bathroom. Sometimes.

Mm. That's a lovely image. [She pauses.] My tour of your room stopped a bit short of the bathroom.

Does it have that shower? That was always a really nice shower.

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Now why would I skimp on my bathroom when that was one of the best parts of my room?

Maybe the castle didn't want you to suffer with all that space in the shower and no one to share it with.

Or maybe it was letting me plan ahead because I'd find someone worth sharing it with eventually.

Words like that and it sounds like you're the one trying to get into my pants.

Well, you have to admit, they'd look better on me.

Here I thought you wanted them on the floor. Now, I'm learning all these new things about you, Damon.

[She sighs dramatically.]

If you want to wear my clothing, you're going to have to ask very nicely.

You and I both know I don't know how to do that.

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