[ He wakes up to the sound of Lydia Martin's scream, a regular scream, as she races out of his bedroom and into her own. He'd apologize, he even plays at knocking on her door but what can he say? So, he knocks, she tells him to go away and because he's Scott McCall, he does. For now. He doesn't go to his mother's bedroom but he can hear she's already gone.
He goes to the clinic, gets an early start and focuses on that. Around eleven he fires a few text messages off to his mother. An apology. Things get awkward. Yes, they used protection. And then she tells him if Rory does come around again, he has her permission to chase him off in any way. He won't have to. But, if he does, he can be intimidating.
Nothing he could send Lydia will do, text or message wise.
So, he finishes up his day and considers his options. He has another apology to make on his apology tour 2013. Maybe Stiles has a few lacrosse balls he can lob at him. ]
[ Truth be told, Stiles has been avoiding the network. He did his best yesterday but too many things went wrong and so he spent his time between the woods and the cave Derek found. When he gets Scott's text he thinks about not answering it because the thought of the aftermath of Scott and Lydia is too strong.
[ He would go if Isaac's there, too. But, right now, he just wants to be around Stiles. It doesn't take him long to get there, ten-fifteen minutes of making his way through the forest. His mother long ago lost a say in his bedtime/where he had to be/when. Even though there's a lot less going wrong here, Scott hasn't broken the habit of being out for all hours of the night and not checking in. Slowly but surely, he starts to but it continues to slip his mind. ]
[ Stiles succeeds at getting him to feel worse about himself as he collapses onto the couch and sits back, eyes on the ceiling. Scott deserves it. He also knows Stiles isn't trying to hurt him. ]
She won't talk to me. [ And then his head falls forward in his hands. ] And we can't go to the library. John Harrison works there, now. Think you can get Lydia to pick up a vocabulary book? [ Because, like she'd listen to him right now. ] I know why people hate curses so much.
Because they're invasive and awful and make you forget who you are? Yeah, we all know that, Scott. [ Stiles still remembers Derek following him through the forest when he was Little Red Riding Hood, how he'd been so sure he was right. ]
You got whammied. And it's going to be hella awkward. Until the next curse and Lydia's forced to remember it didn't even take two to tango, just the City changed the song.
Yeah, but, the last curse - it was crazy. Weird. Kind of cool. This one... [ He never thought he'd feel worse, in this kind of situation, then when he kissed Lydia. ]
Lydia's never going to end up with me anyway, Scott. I was kidding myself, we're not that kind of fairytale. So you kissed Lydia and I didn't. I don't care.
[ He runs a hand through his hair, making it even messier now. ] If she eviscerates you with her stiletto I guess I can't help you there.
[ They didn't just kiss but there's absolutely zero reason he would ever bring that up. Friendship: reacquired. Not that it was gone in the first place. ]
She's not going to eviscerate me. [ He thinks. That just sounds unpleasant. ]
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He goes to the clinic, gets an early start and focuses on that. Around eleven he fires a few text messages off to his mother. An apology. Things get awkward. Yes, they used protection. And then she tells him if Rory does come around again, he has her permission to chase him off in any way. He won't have to. But, if he does, he can be intimidating.
Nothing he could send Lydia will do, text or message wise.
So, he finishes up his day and considers his options. He has another apology to make on his apology tour 2013. Maybe Stiles has a few lacrosse balls he can lob at him. ]
Are you home?
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But Scott is his best friend, so. ]
yeah. you coming over?
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I was thinking about it.
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[ It's just Stiles. He figures that might sway Scott's decision if he knows the only person hanging around is his best friend. ]
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Stiles?
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I don't even need to be a werewolf to smell the shame there buddy. [ It's not meant to be hurtful. ]
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She won't talk to me. [ And then his head falls forward in his hands. ] And we can't go to the library. John Harrison works there, now. Think you can get Lydia to pick up a vocabulary book? [ Because, like she'd listen to him right now. ] I know why people hate curses so much.
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You got whammied. And it's going to be hella awkward. Until the next curse and Lydia's forced to remember it didn't even take two to tango, just the City changed the song.
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I'm sorry.
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Lydia's never going to end up with me anyway, Scott. I was kidding myself, we're not that kind of fairytale. So you kissed Lydia and I didn't. I don't care.
[ He runs a hand through his hair, making it even messier now. ] If she eviscerates you with her stiletto I guess I can't help you there.
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She's not going to eviscerate me. [ He thinks. That just sounds unpleasant. ]
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I bet.
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Disinvited to our wedding.
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Man, I'm never going to live down being disinvited to the social event of the century.
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