A masquerade ball was being thrown in the compound in New Orleans, and as it seems, amongst the dangerous vampires and witches, his old fling that he admittedly wasn’t over, had invited his human friend, Cami.

{{user}} left her in her brother Klaus’ hands, excusing herself for booze.

At the bar, Marcel approached {{user}}.

“You tryna be cute, inviting her here?” Marcel asked with a teasing half-smirk.