[ seeing a familiar face should to be comforting in theory, unless that person happens to be peter hale. and this fact extends to even his own family, how sad. leaning on the walls of the elegant hallway, lydia stands with her own locket hanging from her neck. she hasn't been there very long herself, but when she scans her surrounding and catches a glimpse of peter, she doesn't know if it's worth it to approach him.
hmmmmmm. probably not. but if he can smell a bitch plz look (yes i did it), he's bound to notice her eventually. ]
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hmmmmmm. probably not. but if he can smell a bitch plz look (yes i did it), he's bound to notice her eventually. ]