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xplameni:

( he’s tempted to take the book from her, 
  & flick through it. physics had never
  been his strong suit at school, but it never
  hurt to look, right? )

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             ” It’s all good, actually. There’s been no calls
                today at all. I’m pretty glad about that, actually,
                I was getting tired of finding decapitated were-
                wolves around the city. “

( taking a sip of his own coffee, jordan smiles. 
  he’s rather glad that stiles & malia found out
  how to turn off the computers & stop the dead
  pool, fearing for his life after being set on fire
  wasn’t pleasant. it also wasn’t nice finding all
  of those dead teenagers. he smirks slightly,
  hiding his smirk behind his cup of coffee as
  she mentions her coffee. )

                                                    ” Lucky guess, totally. “

                     ▉ ▊ ▋♔♔ ▉ ▊ ▋

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                      ❝ I don’t know– Aren’t you bored?
                                 Maybe I should come around
                                 all the time– if it will keep you
                                 entertained. ❞

{lydia prides herself on the fact that she is
observant. and so she noticed his little smirk.
she smirked herself as she took a sip of
the coffee that he had made for her.}

                      ❝ You don’t sound too sure
                                 about that. ❞

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