{ stilinskiscreams }

             ❝——— don’t sound so upset about it.❞

                                        he gives a meek nod in response, reluctantly trailing
                                        behind her as she travels up stairs. whiskey brown hues
                                        roll as he sees her debating on a pair of shoes. girls were
                                        way too high maintenance, if it was his choice, lydia would
                                        be wearing a pair of sneakers and they’d be out the door
                                        already. stiles didn’t understand why she obsessed over her
                                        look, he meant it when he said she looked great as is.

                                        honestly, he thinks it’s best that he waits downstairs, watching
                                        her scale through a pile of shoes while his stomach growls
                                        incessantly might be considered a new form of torture.
                                        rhythmically, his feet tap on the steps as he makes his way
                                        down, a frustrating sigh releasing as he reaches the end and
                                        she still isn’t following.

             ❝lydia, come on, i’m hungry.❞

 ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

       ❝i’m going! i just need to.. —❞

                                        she doesn’t finish — there is no need to as she finds
                                        what she wants, her louis vuitton bag. one last look in
                                        the mirror & she definitely is ready to leave.

                                        expeditiously, she heads downstairs, finding herself 
                                        right in front of stiles. deep gasp breathed in & a
                                        smile raises up the brinks of her lips. she starts to
                                        wonder why he rushes her so much. 

       ❝let’s go.❞
                                        she opens the door & starts to look for the keys in the
                                        bag. eventually when they’re found, she locks the door,
                                        puts the keys under the doormat & heads to stiles’ jeep,
                                        where the other one already is & once again, waits for
                                        her to come — he must be really hungry. especially
                                        considering his promptness.