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His fingers twisted at the heirloom ring on his right hand, now back in its rightful place after being stolen by Damon. It still felt odd, clunky, but it was the only reason he was standing right now, so he wouldn’t let it out of his sight. not again.

His brow furrowed as he navigated through the carnival crowds. He considered just giving up and going home, but with as defeated as he felt, he didn’t need Jenna’s look of disapproval for coming home early. She had no idea that he had died under her roof last night. And he couldn’t even begin to explain it when he didn’t even understand himself.

Lost in thought, and not really thinking about where he was going, Jeremy suddenly found himself colliding into someone he couldn’t see. And despite the blonde’s frame being significantly smaller, it was his body that bounced back. “Shit!” Recognition crossed his face, then relief; he hadn’t see her since before Founder’s Day. “Clarke, I’m sorry– are you okay? I wasn’t even looking–” @tostxyalive

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