[Rebekah can be snooty and pretentious with her tastes but blend in with the times as needed. Mostly because she's been stuck in a teenage mindset for about a thousand years. The girl who never got to grow up, the girl who just wants to be like the other teenagers.

She knocks back her own shot with ease, the alcohol burning down her throat. She quirks a brow.]

What does suit me?

[All she wants is the things she never got to have. Proms and stupid corsages and getting married and having children and all those things a woman is supposed to have.]

I have not quite decided yet. There's so much to be desired in this town, but it's been nice, feeling settled in one place for a while.