{ xrisen: }
❝ -— ʏᴏᴜ’ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴀɪɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀss. ❞

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❝—- i get a little chatty when i’m bored. i can’t help it. will you just put the guns down for twenty seconds, rambo?❞
{ xgivingupbloodx: }
“Fine. You want to know how old I am mate?”

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❝come to think of it? no, not really.❞
{ xgivingupbloodx: }
“I hit puberty at a young age.”

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❝& by a young age do you mean, like, four?❞
{ wgruzach: }
「♝」❝really? because, i’m almost a hundred percent sure that is exactly what you ignoring my phone calls meant. your silence practically demanded my company.❞
[ it’s a joke, sort of. tentative in its very authenticity. his tone is off, more concerned than genuinely teasing. ]
❝—i brought food.❞ ▍;;

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[ there’s a slightly dramatic roll of hazel hues before the small girl steps out of the doorway with a hint of a grin tugging at rosy lips; something about his consistency when it came to making sure she was alright in the most obnoxious way possible nearly earned a chuckle. ]
❝—– since there’s food ; make yourself at home.❞
[ truth was, she could use the company. ]

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❝hi! —- i’m lydia. & you look kinda lost.❞
{ lostsoldixr: }
❝oh uh——
camden. camden lahey.❞

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[ ’camden lahey’ as in —— isaac’s dead brother, ’camden lahey’? ]
❝camden; i’m lydia. a friend of your brother’s —— i think. isaac, right? i didn’t know you were… in town.❞
{ arcxreactor: }
” —————- look, you’re cute and all, but I really don’t know you. which, is honestly surprising me more than you right about now. punch me in the—-i don’t even know you! i swear, women just want to assault me lately. look. let’s try a game out; learned it in camp. you say your name. then i say my name. “

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[ is he really going to keep up with this ridiculous facade? —— apparently so. she sighs with a heap of exaggeration, allowing heavy lids adorned with thick, dark lashes to fall shut before parting red lips and expelling a rushed introduction. ]

❝lydia. my name is lydia.❞
{ notrobxn: }
❝are you sure? because i heard your silent pleads. can’t hide ‘em from me.❞
[ he shuffles past her, despite her obvious annoyance at his presence.
sue him, he was worried. lydia martin doesn’t just not go to school. ]

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❝pretty sure ——– i think your radar’s a little off.❞
[ there’s a bit of a huff that expels from her person when the taller figure brushes past her; though, she hadn’t expected him to give up that easily. if anything, stiles stilinski was a creature of persistence. she pushes the door closed before turning on one heel to face him, while crossing either arm over the curve of her chest. ]
❝& if you’re here to check up on me, i’m fine. scout’s honor. just feeling a little sick —- taking a flu day sounded like a good idea.❞
[ the fib was topped off with a fabricated sniffle while the petite girl sauntered over towards the couch, of which she plopped herself upon shortly after arrival. ]
❝you can go home.❞
{ xgivingupbloodx: }
“No. What makes you t’ink that?”

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❝for starters? the beard.❞
{ soulnobodycouldsave: }
❝ ———— i’m not even that old.❞

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❝well, you couldn’t pay me to believe you’re a student. & you don’t look much like the substitute teacher type. which leaves us back at square one —- not belonging here, yet standing in front of my locker nonetheless. some might call that trespassing on school property. should i call the cops?❞