This is an Alek Hale that has never met Tyler Lockwood.
It is still an Alek Hale that's a werewolf, lived in Chicago most of his whole life, and boasts of an impressive appetite, though. It is also an Alek that wouldn't be caught dead in one of these things, but the boat had other plans - going so far as to dress him up for the occasion, as though there had been anything wrong with what he was wearing.
(There was, Alek. There was.)
He's standing not too far from where Tyler is, piling food onto his plate until it's all but stacked. The man has got priorities. Now all he needs is a drink, but he's eyeing the ghost caterers skeptically. "Did they serve your drink, too?" he asks Tyler, if only because he's the only one currently around.
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It is still an Alek Hale that's a werewolf, lived in Chicago most of his whole life, and boasts of an impressive appetite, though. It is also an Alek that wouldn't be caught dead in one of these things, but the boat had other plans - going so far as to dress him up for the occasion, as though there had been anything wrong with what he was wearing.
(There was, Alek. There was.)
He's standing not too far from where Tyler is, piling food onto his plate until it's all but stacked. The man has got priorities. Now all he needs is a drink, but he's eyeing the ghost caterers skeptically. "Did they serve your drink, too?" he asks Tyler, if only because he's the only one currently around.