{ An indie selective and private Lydia Martin roleplay blog, tracking the tag: bravexbanshee. the images and the character are not mine.}
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He wasn’t expecting the words he heard. He was thinking fashion crisis. Something normal. But this was Beacon Hills. Nothing was normal. Knowing he didn’t have a lot of time to do anything really he spoke. ❝I’ll be right there. ❞
Standing up he didn’t ask for permission. Kria’s dad seemed to know just by a look that Stiles needed to leave. His only thought, surprisingly made a small laugh escape. At least she didn’t call the police this time.
❝ You’ll be right where, exactly? I didn’t tell you where I WAS, Stiles! ❞
(and she really didn’t know where she was. look at the dead body, lydia, and what do you see? a life cut short or a life wasted on nothing? her inspection brought her no such clarity because the person’s face was — gone. don’t stain a crime scene just because you want to THROW UP. a petite hand raised to scrub down her cheek, leaving angry red marks in its wake. she thought her days of FINDING bodies had been over. she had never been so WRONG. )
❝ I don’t know where I am and unless you put a tracker in all of my PRADA heels, you don’t EITHER! ❞
Picking up and placing the phone to his ear Stiles looked around his surrounding. Answering his phone in class was not his brightest idea and if it wasn’t Lydia he wouldn’t have. ❝This better be important. ❞ where the only words he could think of praying he didn’t come off as rude. Why she wasn’t in class was beyond him.
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{ shaking hands had grabbed the phone and bloodied feet had carried her away from the body. now, lydia was in the corner of the room, pressed with her back against the wall. she’d just been walking to the bathroom. however, the bathroom didn’t seem like it was in the stars for her. }
❝ I don’t know!! Is a dead body important to you??❞