Lost and Found ❁ Malia Tate [2]

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Get Your Hands Off My Nuggets

@itscarterbitch: Before and after getting our food @stilesstilinski [Photo above]

"Carter, what time do you want me to schedule your appointment?" Sheriff Stilinski asked, distracting the girl from her French fries.

"I can do it myself, don't worry about it." Her hand instinctively reached out to flick Stiles, who thought he was slick and tried to steal her fries.

"If you say so." The older man chuckled, pulling into the driveway. "You sure are a trooper for getting shot like that."

"That's the thing about being trained with fire arms, you aren't as scared of them." She replied, jumping slightly when her phone buzzed.

@stilesstilinski: CAN YOU DO ME A FAVOR

@itscarterbitch: Stiles wtf OUR ARMS ARE LITERALLY TOUCHING

@stilesstilinski: okay that doesn't mean I want my dad to know what I'm about to ask??

@itscarterbitch: proceed

@stilesstilinski: teach me how to shoot a gun

@itscarterbitch: lol no

@stilesstilinski: PLEASE

@itscarterbitch: YOU DON'T NEED A GUN

@stilesstilinski: since Mara has been hanging around with Theo and dumped me I've felt really weak and helpless alright

@itscarterbitch: dude a gun won't help?

@stilesstilinski: we live in Beacon Hills, and the only weapon I gave is a dented bat and sarcasm

@itscarterbitch: let me get this damn sling off first

@stilesstilinski: IS THAT A YES

@itscarterbitch: oh my god chill before i change my mind.

@stilesstilinski: totally

"You two are awfully quiet back there." John chuckled, the two teens glancing up from their phones.

"Sorry, we were just-Stiles get the hell off my chicken nuggets!"

"Nevermind."