Touch | Lydia Martin

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"I think we should record him, but I left my phone in the car."

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"You're okay!" Charlotte exclaims happily as she barges into Lydia's hospital room, seeing her awake and sitting up in bed.

"You're awfully cheery." Lydia smirks at the Lynx.

"You're awake. Finally, it only took you a freaking week." Charlotte nods, making Lydia let out a playful scoff.

"Sorry, but getting ripped apart by some wild animal didn't exactly go well with my consciousness." Lydia raises her eyebrows in amusement, making Charlotte purse her lips and nod.

"Yeah, that stupid fucking wild animal." The Lynx scratches her head sheepishly, making Lydia chuckle.

"So, are you still feeling okay? Do you need something? I can go and get you some chocolate from the vending machine-" Charlotte starts.

"Arlo, I'm okay. Honestly." Lydia smiles at the Hale.

"Okay, great. Well, if you do need something, I'll wait for you out here and if your dad starts to piss you off-" Charlotte starts.

"I'm right here." Lydia's dad glares at the Lynx from the chair next to Lydia's bed.

Charlotte smiles with an innocent smile, sending Lydia a wink before she walks out of the hospital room, leaving Lydia trying not to laugh.

"Yeah, just like that... no, you first." Stiles mutters from the waiting room chairs.

Charlotte's smile turns into an amused smirk, watching her best friend sleep talk about god knows what.

Just then, Melissa walks over to Charlotte, following her line of sigh to see Stiles sprawled out over the waiting room chairs, fast asleep, making her go exasperated.

"Oh, me first?" Stiles asks, giggling and snorting in his sleep.

"What the hell is happening right now?" Melissa asks the Lynx, pure exasperation and confusion written on her face.

"Please tell me you have a pen." Charlotte turns to her with an excited smile.

Melissa nods at the girl, passing her the pen from her front pocket.

"Thanks." Charlotte laughs, quickly and quietly walking over to Stiles.

Melissa covers her mouth to hold in her snicker when Charlotte draws glasses over Stiles' eyes and the word 'dick' across his forehead.

"No one would know that you're a teenager." Melissa shakes her head when Charlotte walks back over to her, passing her back the pen.

"That's what makes it better." Charlotte chuckles, watching as Stiles' hands and legs start to twitch.

"Do you think we should wake him up?" Melissa asks.

"I think we should record him, but I left my phone in the car." Charlotte sighs, making Melissa playfully roll her eyes.

The older woman takes out her phone, quickly taking a picture of Stiles, more so his drawn on face before she turns to Charlotte.

"I'll send them to you." Melissa tells her.

"You're honestly the best. I can't wait to put it on his birthday cake." Charlotte nods, making Melissa let out a laugh.

"So, how long have you been here?" Lydia's dad asks Charlotte, appearing next to the girl.

"All week." Charlotte and Melissa reply simultaneously.

"Uh Huh, how long has he been here?" He asks, gesturing to Stiles.