[ quentin's heart is beating so frantically and loudly, kol almost doesn't hear him try to find himself a sliver of confidence when he speaks again. ]
I'm Kol.
[ briefly he wonders if focusing on something familiar will help. something strange is a flutter in beacon these past few days. standing near the fire has never made him feel as though it was trying to nibble him alive, and he doubts his fire talking friend makes it a point to sit near the flames and murmur to himself lines that are most definitely not written by an author.
he remains where he is, trying to appear as unimposing as possible. ] I'm almost certain we've spoken over the phone.
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I'm Kol.
[ briefly he wonders if focusing on something familiar will help. something strange is a flutter in beacon these past few days. standing near the fire has never made him feel as though it was trying to nibble him alive, and he doubts his fire talking friend makes it a point to sit near the flames and murmur to himself lines that are most definitely not written by an author.
he remains where he is, trying to appear as unimposing as possible. ] I'm almost certain we've spoken over the phone.