☆彡 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳
❛ can you just admit that i saved your life already? superman is here. i'm right in front of you! ❜
lois was sure that she would love
a human boy. not a werewolf. but
isaac lahey put a dent in th...
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"Scott? Scott."
His eyes flickered open, and Lois sucked in a breath.
"Thank god..." she muttered, sitting back in her seat in front of him and Stiles. Brushing a strand of hair out of her face, she gave him a skeptical glance. "Anachronism."
"What...?" Scott blinked.
"That's the word: anachronism." Lois repeated. She watched him shift under his weight and suppress a groan. Her eyes flickered over to Stiles'. He had the same expression as she did and the two held each other's gaze for a brief moment, having a short, silent conversation with their eyes that no one else could hear or possibly understand other than them. They had been having these silent conversations since they were kids. Lois nodded her head slightly and then looked away, "Are you sure you're okay, Scott?"
"Yeah— sorry..." he sighed, "Uh— what's the word?"
Stiles looked down at the tablet in Lois's hands, her body pretty much hanging over the back of her seat so she was facing them.
"Anachronism."
"Something that exists out of its normal time," Scott said.
"Nice! Okay, next word..." Sliding the completed page of the online dictionary to the left, Stiles clicked his tongue. He searched for a word and hummed to himself, tapping the screen. "Right, next word is incongruous."
