Jun 27, 2017
Waiting for the gates of Hell to open. It just keeps getting darker and darker. Fingers crossed it's dry for the 4th. #itsgonnabebad #stormscoming #hopefullymyanniversaryisdry
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Waiting for the gates of Hell to open. It just keeps getting darker and darker. Fingers crossed it's dry for the 4th. #itsgonnabebad #stormscoming #hopefullymyanniversaryisdry
Ok I'm still depressed as fuck and I work tomorrow...
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ooc ;;
[[ so youjustdontbelieve and itsgonnabebad are really amusing me with their stiles talking to stiles about lydia stuff, and it's really got me wanting a lydia talking to lydia thing! so any lydia's out there wanna have a little chat? lydia to lydia? XD ]]
+6 want to join the hunt
Grabbing the bestiary from the draw in her cabinet, Allison grabbed her bag and decided to go for a walk and see where she ended up. Since Deaton had said that there was the possibility that other things would be drawn to Beacon Hills after what she, Scott and Stiles did, she was trying to prepare herself for what could possibly come out of the shadows. She hadn't really started to get into it much because her dad had been training her but he was working and she had some free time. She was going to take full advantage of that. She eventually stopped when she found herself wandering somewhere close to the old Hale house and decided she'd walked far enough. She sat down and lent back against one of the trees and then took out the book from her bag, followed by a notepad and a pen - it was time to study. she wanted to be ready.
Don't look at me like that. || itsgonnabebad
It was a weird thing these two did. Unplanned and mostly unneeded, but it still happened in regular time intervals. Once he would check up on her, the next time it was the other way around. From some reason, Lydia really needed to knew he was okay. Even if Stiles was far from defenseless. Really, he was more capable than her, but it didn't matter. Knocking onto the door, the redhead adjusted the strap of her bag across her shoulder and waited.