Touch | Lydia Martin

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"I don't have testicles."

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"So, a mystery girl leaves a bruise on her arms that turn out to be a logo for a bank?" Lydia asks in confusion.

"Yeah, basically." Charlotte nods, humming a little when Lydia laces their fingers together.

"What's she trying to do? Give us investment advice?" Lydia asks with a scoff.

"How about... spending a stupid amount of money on stuff you don't need advice." Charlotte speaks up, making Lydia and Allison turn to her with an amused smirk.

"I really need some of that advice." Charlotte nods.

"Maybe not at this bank since it's been closed for years." Allison speaks up.

"Why aren't you telling Scott?" Lydia asks the huntress.

"Because, apparently, I need to find something real." Allison answers, making Charlotte chuckle.

"That reminds me, I can't drive you home today. I've got an errand to after school." Allison tells the redhead, who nods in reply.

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"Okay, so, you see this?" Stiles asks.

"Nope." Charlotte replies from the floor, her eyes closed and her hands on her stomach.

"Probably because you're really close to falling asleep." Stiles points out.

"No. I've just gone blind." Charlotte hums, her eye twitching as she opens one.

"Did you just do a reverse wink- never mind. This is how they got in. It's a rooftop air conditioning vent which leads down to the inside of the wall of the vault, which is right here. Okay?" Stiles looks between the ones who are listening.

"One of the robbers was lowered into this shaft, and that space is so small, it took him about twelve hours to drill into the wall, which is stone, may I add." Stiles looks between them all.

"Then, through the rest of the night, they siphoned the cash up to the guys on the roof through that one little shaft on the roof." Stiles tells them, making an explosion gesture with his hands.

"Can we fit in there?" Scott asks his best friend.

"That's what Stiles asked himself when he went to get that condom." Charlotte hums.

"Seriously?" Stiles asks her with a playful glare, making the Lynx laugh.

"Stiles. Focus." Scott tells his best friend.

"Yeah, sorry. We can fit in there, but very, very barely. They've also patched the wall, so we're gonna be needing a drill of some kind. I was thinking a diamond bit-" Stiles starts.

"Forget the drill." Derek speaks up impatiently.

"Oh. I wanna see this." Charlotte hums, getting up off the floor and standing next to Scott.

"I'm sorry?" Stiles asks him incredulously.

"If I go in first, how much space will I have?" Derek asks.

"What do you think you're gonna do, Derek? You gonna punch through the wall?" Stiles asks tauntingly.

"Yes, Stiles, I'm gonna punch through the wall." Derek sends him a look.

"Imagine if he breaks his hand trying?" Charlotte asks Scott quickly, making the Beta snicker.

"Okay, okay let's see that fist. That big old fist- yeah, look at that." Stiles scoffs as Derek holds up his fist, making Charlotte purse her lips in amusement.