[ seeing lydia here is kind of like a missed blessing. on the one hand, kidnapped by fairies. on the other hand, kidnapped by fairies together. at least she's not here alone, right? stiles is holding his weird fairy drink that he hasn't touched, because honestly, he is really not feeling like getting fairy-roofied, and he jogs across the room at the sight of her familiar (perfect) strawberry blonde hair, and there's concern written in his brown eyes. ]
Are you okay? [ a beat. ] ...relatively. [ and an awkward hand gesture at the kidnapping thing. ]
me too man me too
[ seeing lydia here is kind of like a missed blessing. on the one hand, kidnapped by fairies. on the other hand, kidnapped by fairies together. at least she's not here alone, right? stiles is holding his weird fairy drink that he hasn't touched, because honestly, he is really not feeling like getting fairy-roofied, and he jogs across the room at the sight of her familiar (perfect) strawberry blonde hair, and there's concern written in his brown eyes. ]
Are you okay? [ a beat. ] ...relatively. [ and an awkward hand gesture at the kidnapping thing. ]