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NAT PUSHES OPEN THE SHERIFF'S DOOR WITH HER FOOT, JUGGLING THE BAG OF FOOD AND DRINKS IN HER HANDS EXPERTLY, "THE REAL FOOD HAS ARRIVED!"
Noah cheers, accepting the bag from Natalia with a grin as he pushes away the veggie burger Stiles had given to him, "I knew there was a reason I kept you around!"
Nat smirks in response, falling into the chair next to Stiles as she pulls out one of the paper cups from the grey drink holder, taking a large sip of it.
"Nat!" Stiles cries, looking helplessly between the two, "Dad's meant to be eating healthy today!"
"Well, I thought that since he'd done such a good job lately-"
Noah narrows his eyes, halting where he was about to take a bite from his burger to ask suspiciously,"What do you want?"
Nat shares a look with Stiles before turning back to Noah with an 'innocent' smile, "Well, since you asked...-"
"No. I'm not sharing what I found with you," Noah deadpans, glowering at Nat, "Stiles already asked."
"Oh, come on!" Nat groans, throwing her hands up in exasperation.
Noah scoffs, shaking his head and taking a bite from his burger, "No, I'm not sharing confidential police work with two teenagers..."
Nat groans once more, rolling her eyes at his blatant distrust, "I hope you know that that burger is plant based."
He freezes mid chew, betrayal burning in his eyes as he swallows his food harshly, "I hate you."
Nat glares at him, taking a large sip from her drink, "The feelings mutual, partner."
"Hey, Is that it on the board behind you?" Stiles pipes up, his eyes fixed on the display behind Noah's desk.
"Don't look at that..." Noah orders awkwardly.
Nat and Stiles lean forward, desperate to catch a look at what the police know about the recent murders.
"Avert your eyes..." Noah warns, trying to move in the way of their sight of the crime board. It doesn't work.
"Okay..." Stiles trails as Nat absentmindedly hums, neither of them making any move to turn away from the board whatsoever.
"Hey!" Noah yells, disapprovingly.
"Just- it's just- I see arrows pointing at pictures!" Stiles defends.
"It's like I can't look away!" Nat agrees, her eyes bouncing rapidly between the pictures in hope of decoding what the board is saying before Noah kicks them out.
