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"Where’s Stefan?" Caroline asks, poking her head into the room.
Damon’s rifling through the fridge, looking for that last bottle of beer he’s sure he’d stashed behind the avocados Elena insists on buying copious amounts of. He’d thought he’d hidden it well; that little shit Kol was supposed to be allergic to anything healthy, anyway. He shoves aside a jam jar and grunts, “Which Stefan?”
"Oh my God," Caroline says. "Did he really name that stray after himself?"
(or: the one where they're all actors living in the same apartment complex, and Klaus and Caroline have the misfortune of always spying each other from across their balconies.)