"you are my one you set my world on fire"
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Derek Hale x Oc
Oc x Oc
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SEASONS 1-6 and MOVIE
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season 1: complete
season 2: complete
season 3 a: complete
season 3 b: in the works
season 4: not started
season 5: not started
season 6: not started
movi...
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TW: SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
After the fight at the rest stop, healing Scott, and a break down from Alexa, Coach had informed them the meet was delayed so now they stood in front of a janky hotel where'd they'd bunk for the night.
" ...I've seen worse." Scott sighed as he stepped off the bus.
"Where have you seen worse?" Stiles exclaimed exasperatedly.
"Listen up! The meet's been pushed 'til tomorrow. This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and the least amount of good judgement when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves! You'll be pairing up-- choose wisely. And I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants! Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!" Coach exclaimed as Alexa walked up to Alison and Lydia.
"Lydia...?" Alexa asked in a quiet voice.
"I don't like this place." Lydia informed with a grim expression.
"I don't think the people who own this place like this place." Alison said with a chuckle.
"It's just for a night." Alexa told her as she tried to offer some comfort.
"A lot can happen in one night..." Lydia muttered to herself though it didn't go unnoticed by Alexa.
Alexa decided to bunk with Alison and Lydia for the night and they had gone to their room. Upon entering Lydia was appalled by the smell coming from the towels when Alison wanted to shower, so Alexa accompanied the strawberry blonde to the front desk to get new ones.
"Excuse me? The card on the dresser says we have a non-smoking room, but somehow...All our towels reek of nicotine." Lydia complained to the Lady at the front desk.
"Sorry about that, sweetheart." The lady said with a raspy voice. Lydia didn't hear her and was focused on the numbers behind her.
"What's that? That number?" Lydia asked in a rushed tone.
"It's kind of an inside thing for the motel. My husband insists on keeping it up." The lady said with a smile making both teens uncomfortable.
"What do you mean?" Lydia asked.
"It's a little bit morbid, to be honest... You sure you want to know?" The lady warned.
"Tell us." Alexa said now intrigued.
"We're not gonna make the top of anyone's list when it comes to customer satisfaction..." The lady told them.
