𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄
/inˈefəb(ə)l/
(adj.)
too great or extreme to be expressed or described in words.
❝In which three kids search for a dead body, leaving with more than what they arrived with.❞
scott mccall.
teen wolf.
season 1-2.
book one.
: ̗̀➛☽︎
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「NINE」
: ̗̀➛☽︎
"WHO IS THIS?" Adelyn pulled a picture frame out of a box. 'Father Crossbow' and a blonde woman were captured it the photo.
"That's my dad's sister, Kate. Except, she's more like a sister. She got here last night." She informed the two of them.
Scott-who was sitting on the floor beside the box in front of the girls-sent a worried glance toward Addy. Another hunter. "Last night?"
"Yeah. She had some car trouble. I guess." Allison frowned slightly, thinking about how her aunt had said something different than her dad.
The Tate showed Scott the frame and his eyes widened, slightly nodding. "She looks familiar."
"She actually used to live in Beacon Hills, maybe you've seen her before?" She looked between the two.
Adelyn nodded, pulling something else from the box. There were multiple pictures organized onto a page. "Do you take these?"
"Hm, that's when I thought I was a photographer." Allison smiled, Addy handing the packet to Scott.
"They're good." He stated.
Allison laughed at the comment. "No, they're not." She tried to steal the photographs from their hands, but Addy pulled them away. She managed to pry them from their grip. "I stopped whenever I realized I was terrible at it." She mumbled on about bad lighting.
The Tate pulled a painting from the box. "That was when I thought I was good at painting. Uh, terrible too." She pulled it from her hands. Scott grabbed a file from the box. "That's when I tried poetry." She smiled at the memories. "Terrible doesn't even come close to describing that."
Adelyn scoffed, "Trying to find a hobby can't be that hard. I used to draw. Scott plays lacrosse. What are you good at?" The corners of Adelyn's mouth slightly fell into a frown.
She raised her hand and points between the teens. "I'm gonna show you-if you promise not to laugh."
They walk down to the garage, the Argent ranted on about her dad teaching her, Scott and Adelyn looked around at the boxes-as well as the guns. "Promise you won't laugh?"
"We promise." Scott reassured her, almost in a whisper as he continued to look at boxes. Addy looked over to Allison-seeing a bow.
"Oh my, holy shit." She jumped back into Scott, which gains his attention.
"What the hell is that?" He flinched.
"Compound bow. And I'm pretty sure it requires an arrow to be harmful." Allison stated sarcastically.
"So that's what you're good at?" Scott asked.
"Archery." Addy finished, giving the Argent an impressed nod. Of course, she was good with a bow. She was the daughter of hunters.
