☆彡 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳
❛ this isn't just a scarf, alright? y'know, it also doubles up as a super awesome cape. ❜
lois was waiting for superman -
not a teenage beta with a bad
attitude and a habit of wearing
...
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Lois pursed her lips tightly, occasionally glancing at the pink gloves on Lydia's hands every few seconds. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"No."
The brunette nodded her head obediently and fell silent again, her eyes travelling back the watch the scenery of Beacon Hills pass by them as they drove. She knew better than to try and push Lydia Martin, even if she was a close friend, in fear that the redhead would explode. Sounded dramatic, but it was very much possible.
She looked at the gloved hands upon the steering wheel once more, and sighed, throwing her head back.
"How about now?"
"No—!" Lydia shot down with a sharp tongue and a tight smile. She barely even glanced at her friend as she spoke, keeping her eyes on the road and glaring bitterly into the distant traffic ahead of them. Lois cringed at the tone, not afraid but hesitant to tread any further into the danger zone, "I said no, Lois, okay? There is nothing to talk about. I'm fine."
"Totally!" The girls word was sarcastic, which Lydia didn't appreciate, but Lois didn't care. She was going to get through to her at some point, even if it took her years.
She would get through to Lydia, eventually. She always did.
They continued to drive to school in silence, dwelling on the crazy morning that they'd had. It had been eventful, to say in the least, like something out of a horror film from the eighties. And it was only currently eight'o'clock.
