DC

Everyone loves you, your a chaotic ball of sunshine and even the Originals can’t help but love you. So basically everyone is on damage control. None of them can keep an eye on you long enough, you’re like a toddler on crack who has access to a car, a bad combination. What makes it even more ridiculous? Your human. Your a 17 year old human girl, who somehow your alive despite the situations you get yourself into. You don’t think, you act. You’re a lovable idiot.