Honestly, Stiles isn't sure what he's expecting from this visit, but a) given Lydia's... something, he figures he should check on her when she has Feelings, and also b) he just wants to make sure she's okay. Hopefully she's just not feeling the underage drinking thing tonight, in which case they'll... do something, maybe, he hasn't figured things out that far. He makes it to her door as fast as his Jeep will take him, though, so it's not long before he's ringing her doorbell and hoping she hasn't changed her mind about wanting him here.
It's understandable that everyone, Lydia included, has been feeling raw. Jennifer Blake's brief and unwelcome stay had left her shaken with even more questions than answers these days. It would be a relief to her if they could take a pause on any more revelations about the town or her powers.
Things used to be so simple.
Her loose-knit sweater, pulled over a tanktop, leaves one shoulder exposed and, bolting up from the living room couch, she slides her bare feet into slippers before hurrying to the door. "Hi," she greets him quietly, suddenly unsure of herself. "Thanks for coming."
1. So, I'm guessing last night was a success? We're all accounted for and only three of us are covered in bandages. 2. I like to be a stable force in your otherwise chaotic existence.
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Date: 2022-01-30 01:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-31 05:48 am (UTC)Things used to be so simple.
Her loose-knit sweater, pulled over a tanktop, leaves one shoulder exposed and, bolting up from the living room couch, she slides her bare feet into slippers before hurrying to the door. "Hi," she greets him quietly, suddenly unsure of herself. "Thanks for coming."
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Date: 2022-03-24 10:49 pm (UTC)2. I like to be a stable force in your otherwise chaotic existence.