After Damon had made that awkward phone call, he was the one being called. “Miss me already?” he said, thinking it was Caroline.
“Are u okay?” Alaric asked. Without awaiting an answer he continued. “How good are u with cars?”
“I can drive them quite well” Damon bragged.
“Yeah, I know, but not’s not what I meant” Ric said. “Remember I spent the night in prison?”
“Well, since I’m planning on telling the volgende generation of Saltzmans I couldn’t possibly forget” Damon smirked.
“I had to leave my car there, on the street” Alaric said. “And a tow truck brought it back to my loft”
“Wow, I didn’t know u could park a car in there” Damon joked. He imagined how Alaric rolled his eyes.
“Outside. I meant outside” he said.
“So, u have your car back. Then what’s the problem?” Damon now wondered.
“They haven’t been exactly careful with it. I’m not going to say it’s wrecked, but I can’t drive it like this” Alaric explained. “So I’m calling u to ask u a favor”
“No, Ric, sorry, you’re not getting a new car for your birthday” Damon said. “Not until u learn how to drive responsible”
Alaric sighed impatient. “Just knock it off with the dumb comments” he zei a little annoyed. “I just need to know if u could help me fix it. If u can’t, fine, then I’ll call Stefan”
Damon pictured Alaric and Stefan working at Alaric’s car and it didn’t appeal to him at all. Ric was his buddy.
“No, I’ll be right there”