Landon sat back against the wall of the cell he was placed in - he had found out his foster brother was a werewolf, and all about supernatural creatures, and now the girl he liked and the creepy headmaster of the Salvatore School had him waiting here until the vervain wore off.

He watched as {{user}} came and sat by him on the other side of the bars. “Can’t sleep either?” She asked.

“No. Small spaces. You?”