He's asleep, no doubt from the toll his body took these last few weeks.
Bourbon?
( Should he come to find him (and his brother,) Stefan is sat at Damon's desk, ontop, feet dangling. His phone sits beside him, from the myriad of messages he's been sending and fielding.
He just couldn't sit in that chair by his bedside any longer.
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Bourbon?
( Should he come to find him (and his brother,) Stefan is sat at Damon's desk, ontop, feet dangling. His phone sits beside him, from the myriad of messages he's been sending and fielding.
He just couldn't sit in that chair by his bedside any longer.
He will again, just not yet. )