Losing her entire family was hard enough on Josephine Cohen, but to lose them, upend her life in Boston to live in Beacon Hills, and move in with her infamous cousin Lydia Martin all within a month's time didn't make it any easier.
To make matters w...
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"So...any particular reason for the name Roscoe for your Jeep?"
Josie Cohen was situated comfortably in the passenger seat of Stiles Stilinski's beloved Jeep, legs crossed as she admired the inside of the slightly beat up and worn down vehicle, but she liked it. Stiles, on edge and nervous to say the wrong thing given that the girl he'd had a crush on from afar for a few years was actually in his car with him, just laughed awkwardly.
"Uh, my dad asked me when he gave it to me if I was going to name it...was the first name I thought of," Stiles knuckles were almost white from how he gripped the steering wheel of the Jeep with nerves. "It, uh...it actually belonged to my mother before she passed. Was a gift from my dad once I turned 16."
The red head's mouth fell into an 'o' shape as she looked over at him, lips turning downward.
"Oh, Stiles-"
"Holy crap that was so insensitive to bring up I'm- I am so sorry," Stiles stuttered out after cutting her off, shaking his head as he looked over at her with wide eyes. This had been exactly what he was afraid of doing; saying something wrong. "That was so not okay to bring up! This is also so not the time to drop a bomb like that, Josie I am so-"
"Stiles, take a deep breath," his eyes left the road and went back to her for a second, seeing her giving him a small smile, before taking a deep breath and looking back at the road. "I'm not upset, there's no need to freak out. I was going to say its a sweet gesture, and that its actually a really nice car."
"Its a piece of junk on wheels, if we're being real,"
"It has sentimental value, which makes it nice so take the damn compliment," the pair laughed, Stiles easing up his grip a bit on the steering wheel as she jokingly reached over and slapped his shoulder with her hand. "Plus, its kind of nice knowing that there's someone who understands what I'm going through in a way."
Josie got quiet after she spoke, and Stiles stole a glance over, choosing not to dive into the topic as he pulled into the parking lot of the bowling alley.
Before Josie had a chance to open up her own door, Stiles was out of the Jeep and around the passenger side, opening it up for her. She gave him a tiny smile, hopping out of the Jeep as he closed the door behind her, the pair making their way toward the doors of the bowling alley together.
"I see chivalry isn't dead with you, at least,"
"The world isn't completely full of Jackson Whittemores,"
Stiles couldn't contain his smile as Josie laughed at his joke, celebrating slightly in his head and calling that a win.
The pair could spot Lydia, Jackson, Scott and Allison already setting up at a lane the second they walked through the doors of the building, Lydia waving her cousin over with a bright smile.
"Come on," Josie nudged Stiles with her elbow. "Lets grab shoes and balls before Lydia starts getting angry at either of us...but mainly me."
There was a reason that Josephine hadn't been bowling in a long time: she wasn't very good a it. On top of that, she didn't exactly enjoy it. So as her ball went rolling halfway down the lane and straight into the gutter, she simply laughed at herself as she walked back to her seat.
