hey old friend, whadaya say old friend

[beanchaointe]

[Stiles has told Lydia several times that she doesn't need to stay in Mystic Falls. She's refusing to listen. Things are starting to get worse here, and whatever impending storm is coming is going to be here soon. She puts herself out and about in town when she can, trying to see if she can catch something that might give her a clearer idea of what's going to happen.

What she isn't expecting, is to run into a familiar face.

She's having another text argument with Stiles about her current life choices when she catches a familiar set of cheek bones out of the corner of her eye. She turns towards them, eyes narrowing before she asks:]

Jackson?

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[unforgivably]

And the people you are now are hot. I have eyes, Elena. I'm well-adjusted enough to tell you letting that walk out of your life, that's a mistake. Just some free advice from the host.

( Not that she'd asked. )

[braveandstupid]

I will take it into consideration.

[But she's never been that impulsive. She's always taken her time when it comes to matters of the heart, so if things aren't right, then they aren't.]

But right now, I think we have bigger fish to fry.

[unforgivably]

In my sardines in a can basement. You're right. I should get on with it.

[braveandstupid]

[She nods and gives his shoulder a small squeeze.]

Good luck.

[With the interrogation. But with that, Caroline will come back to retrieve her, and she'll go off to gossip with Buffy. /scene]