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‘I’m Elora, Stiles’ cousin. Did you not get the whole ‘hide your werewolf-ness, cousin’s in town’ text he sent?’
"I don't read Stiles' texts anymore... why would I hide my werewolf-ness? Are you a little hunter?"

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‘I’m Elora, Stiles’ cousin. Did you not get the whole ‘hide your werewolf-ness, cousin’s in town’ text he sent?’
"I don't read Stiles' texts anymore... why would I hide my werewolf-ness? Are you a little hunter?"
"Then why don’t you tell me about yourself? Your story worth my time?"
"I killed my mother and sister, that’s what I did.”
"Now why would you do that?"
"Stiles?"
"You're..different."
Birthday Blues {Open}
New Years was never her favorite, in fact Emily hated New Years. Not only was it just a loud, boring holiday, it was also her birthday. Now most people were excited for their birthdays, not Emily. She hated it, for starters, she never had any of those fun memories, she never even got a cake.
Emily sat at the bar, letting out a sigh, lifting up her glass she gave a sarcastic smile. “Happy birthday, to me.” She downed the whiskey, then ordering another drink. She was so stuck in her pity party, that she didn’t notice another person take the spot beside her.
"You don't seem very excited for a birthday girl," Erica commented, having heard the girl wish herself a happy birthday, however sarcastic it was. The bar was fairly full for New Years, but Erica would've sat next to the girl even if there were more spots open.
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"Who's this?"
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"Maybe you should look into something else..you don’t seem the fighting type. Perhaps you should just be the pretty face of the group."
"That is gonna get me killed."
"That sounds like more of a 'you' problem."
"Oh god, Peter Hale’s your father. That explains the vague feeling I keep getting of daddy issues."
“Daddy issues? You think that’s my problem? Oh Erica, you know nothing about me.”
"Then why don't you tell me about yourself? Your story worth my time?"
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"Who's this?"
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"Most probably..not that they control me - I just don’t think ‘old pack’ falls into ‘good friend’ category. He wouldn’t like it."
"Do they have to even know? This isn’t a pack thing… just you and me."
"They'd know. Scents. And the twins would see me with you at school..it's not safe. For either of us."
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"They don’t control me, Isaac..but they may not approve of me falling into the wrong crowd."
"…So, I’m the ‘wrong crowd’?"
"Most probably..not that they control me - I just don't think 'old pack' falls into 'good friend' category. He wouldn't like it."
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"Don’t want to lose again?"
"Yeah, ya see, I have a daily quota of getting my ass kicked by a werewolf once, and oh look, it’s already filled."
"That's no fun. How's your fucked by a werewolf quota looking? Could I help you out with that?"
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"So… I’m guessing you wouldn’t want to hang out or something. Could you even? Would they let you?"
"They don't control me, Isaac..but they may not approve of me falling into the wrong crowd."
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"Round two?"
"Ya know, I’d rather not."
"Don't want to lose again?"
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"Round two?"
First Meeting
"And you know better than to touch it, right?"
"But…it’s just a game…isn’t it?" She asked confused.
"You're not even a bit superstitious?"