" Listen, there was an accident here in New York ----- which is where I am now. Um, I'll be home soon okay? "

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" Listen, there was an accident here in New York ----- which is where I am now. Um, I'll be home soon okay? "
+ shuddupstilinski, puervelit, abettermccall, mortuix
( the immortal is not used to sadness; )
❝ she wasn’t supposed to die! I didn’t want her to die!❞
jealousy's a bitch
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"Come on, Scott. It was just one round."
"You're not seriously mad, right?"
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abettermccall
She wonders if this is a good idea for the fourth time today, even as she's climbing up the steps to the McCall home, hands clinging to the straps of her backpack as she goes.
She'd tried giving them distance, let her new friends grieve the loss of one of their own. Kira hadn't known Allison for long, but in the short time she'd encountered the huntress she'd had nothing but the utmost wonder and respect for her ability and strength-- and she understood that these teenagers had gone through so much together, and that she would only be intruding if she'd tried to console them in their sorrow. So she'd backed off.
But it's been two weeks, and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't worried about them all. About Scott-- because she'd died in his arms, and that kind of last memory would most likely have hurt more than helped in his grieving process, she assumes. Not that she's an expert on this kind of stuff.
Her knock on the front door is soft, hesitant. Kira knows he'll hear it, but if he didn't want to see her, he'd at least have the excuse of saying he was sleeping or listening to music and that's why he hadn't gone to open the door for her. She's already turning back to go home when the door opens, and she whirls, blinking when she sees his face, blurting out the first thing that comes to mind:
"I...thought you weren't home. I mean, I saw your bike outside and everything, but I wasn't sure if you were out with Stiles or doing something important."
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Dude. [ noms on ] When I'm all caught up, you got an opening starter for Derek, brah.
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abettermccall replied to your post:Stefan: Who the hell are the Mikaelson’s? ...
crying because you’re rewatching one of my favorite episode and that line cracks me up every time <3
lol same, he's so perfect and sassy. i love him. <3
abettermccall replied to your post:guess who’s back? c: i am revamping the blog at...
-SCREAMS AND JUMPS LIKE A PUPPY- :D lol
adorable, you are actually so adorable