( He slides between Lydia and the doorway, then, to sit by Elena. )
I'm not a kid, Lydia.
("Just Barry Allen," Allison says, leaning against the wall, with a foot up against the wall.
Scott finally joins Lydia, and gives a one arm squeeze around her shoulders, but speaks to Stiles."How's it feel?")
Like I can't concentrate on one thing ever again. Also, like I'm hyperfocused when I really want to be. It's like an electric minefield fence up here. Oh uh, did anybody -- call my dad?
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I'm not a kid, Lydia.
( "Just Barry Allen," Allison says, leaning against the wall, with a foot up against the wall.
Scott finally joins Lydia, and gives a one arm squeeze around her shoulders, but speaks to Stiles."How's it feel?" )
Like I can't concentrate on one thing ever again. Also, like I'm hyperfocused when I really want to be. It's like an electric minefield fence up here. Oh uh, did anybody -- call my dad?