-"Yes, Stiles?"
"Finally! It freaking took you long enough!"
"I'd say 'sorry' but I was doing more important things."
-"Stiles?"
"Yeah Lyrie?... Oh."
"Next time you see a trip wire... don't trip it."
-"Lyrica, do you know what a hemicorporectomy is?"
"Sadly. But please, do refresh my memory."
-"I have a question."
"No, I can't get you out of detention."
-"Just please shut up before I have the urge to maim and kill myself."
-"What the hell is wrong with your friend?"
"Uh, he's failing 2 classes. He's a little socially awkward and if you look close enough, his jawline's kind of uneven."
-"Let's try that again, Der. But this time, less hostility."
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Mama Hale
Fanfiction//PSA BEFORE YOU READ: This story was written when I was brand new to everything writing. For a much better everything, go read the rewritten version on my profile. Still written by me, just MUCH better in literally every way. If you still choose to...
