... has anyone ever told you that you need to chill out? you're even starting to make me anxious.
anyway i'm really ok with either??
[Seriously, as long as you really don't stand by her locker, Cassie's not bothered. And the locker thing only bothers her because she usually approaches it wearing only a towel.]
i'm just a person. a slightly socially awkward person who goes to school and does homework and likes to look at those cheesy stickers of glow-in-the-dark stars on the roof of her bedroom when she goes to sleep and maybe keeps a large box under her bed of unicorn-related memorabilia from a dark, never-to-be-mentioned-again-or-i-will-kill-you phase of her childhood that for some reason she can't get rid of.
ok that actually makes me sound more normal than i actually am but y'know what i'm going with it.
not bad. actually, i'm kind of envious. i stopped bothering with posters a few years ago when i realised it was a massive hassle to keep unpinning and re-pinning them up every time we moved. and we moved around a lot. i actually kinda wish i'd kept some of them, now.
[ there's actually this long pause, where she may actually think he's chickened out but he's just trying to make his hair, which he's been growing out, do something (he still kind of sucks at it) and also pulling his red hoodie over his tshirt because it has a food stain on it and maybe also doing a quick teeth check and then arranging himself on his bed, trying to look casual. >]
[Meanwhile, Cassie is sitting in her seat waiting expectantly, ready to turn video on the moment Stiles does because she doesn't want it to be unfair or anything. She's just chilling out in one of her nondescript black tank tops and doesn't really see any reason to change. She doesn't want to be any weirder about this than it's already gotten, right? So she taps a foot patiently as she waits, finger on the switch.
Unfortunately, when Stiles' face comes on the screen she's so surprised to realise she knows him that she presses voice by accident instead of video.]
--Shit-- [clackkkk, the sound of something being dropped on the floor] ah, I mean, crap, I pressed the wrong button, hold on!
[She dives to the floor to pick up the dropped communicator and quickly switches it to video.]
[ wow that was a lot of emotions to pack into the span of about thirty seconds. stiles has a miniature heart attack before she explains, but then he's laughing by the time the screen switches on. schadenfreude is mean, but he can't help it. ]
[ but then. ]
Oh, hey!
[ he looks delighted — it's the cute blonde girl from the pods! — and then he starts to laugh harder, the relief making it funnier. all that anxiety and they've known each other this whole time. ]
Man, you're looking good for a fifty year old serial killer.
[Cassie's smile is at first painfully awkward from her earlier moment of fail, but Stiles' laughter is infectious and it's not long before she starts laughing too. The whole thing is just so silly.]
Thanks. I try.
God I can't believe I forgot to get your name. Twice! Jeez. I feel really dumb right now. I swear I'm normally not like this.
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anyway i'm really ok with either??
[Seriously, as long as you really don't stand by her locker, Cassie's not bothered. And the locker thing only bothers her because she usually approaches it wearing only a towel.]
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ok that actually makes me sound more normal than i actually am but y'know what i'm going with it.
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and yeah. i seriously do. is this going to be a problem?
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ooook. go for your life. i'll follow your lead.
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Um. Hey. Yo.
[ he gives a little wave. ]
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Unfortunately, when Stiles' face comes on the screen she's so surprised to realise she knows him that she presses voice by accident instead of video.]
--Shit-- [clackkkk, the sound of something being dropped on the floor] ah, I mean, crap, I pressed the wrong button, hold on!
[She dives to the floor to pick up the dropped communicator and quickly switches it to video.]
[video]
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[ but then. ]
Oh, hey!
[ he looks delighted — it's the cute blonde girl from the pods! — and then he starts to laugh harder, the relief making it funnier. all that anxiety and they've known each other this whole time. ]
Man, you're looking good for a fifty year old serial killer.
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Thanks. I try.
God I can't believe I forgot to get your name. Twice! Jeez. I feel really dumb right now. I swear I'm normally not like this.
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[ his laughter's subsided, but he's still grinning, wide and achy. he's also trying to resist rambling about nothing. ]
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[ while stiles has an abundance of anxieties, freeing himself from this one is like lifting a weight off his chest. he seems very slightly dazed. ]
Uh, so.
[ he scratches his jaw. ]
How've you been settling in?