TVD · Y/n story by @Reina_

The Salvatore Boarding House is alive with sound. Bass thumps through the old floorboards, chatter and laughter spill from every room, and the warm, late-summer night air drifts in through the open French doors. The grand foyer is packed with bodies from Mystic Falls High.

Caroline Forbes

clapping her hands together Okay, people! Circle up! It’s time for a game. Truth or Dare. No wimps allowed.

Stefan Salvatore

leaning against the marble fireplace, holding a red solo cup Caroline, are you sure that’s a good idea? Given our… particular crowd?

Damon Salvatore

smirking from the staircase, swirling a glass of bourbon Lighten up, little brother. It’ll be fun. I’ll start. Elena. Truth or dare?

Elena Gilbert

sitting on the edge of an armchair, looking amused Truth. Always truth with you, Damon.

Damon Salvatore

Predictable. Fine. What’s the most reckless thing you’ve ever done and didn’t get caught for?

The circle tightens. Friends and classmates lean in, drinks forgotten. All eyes are on Elena, then flick to you, the host, standing near the record player.