Lydia Martin is done with the supernatural. (fieldsmedal) wrote in motelca,
A plate? Why would a plate--
[She's saying this when she sees movement out of the corner of her eyes. Lydia glances toward it and see Thomas walking by the lobby. His hair down with no gel, the same plain, monochrome clothes he always wears.
Lydia gasps quietly. She doesn't feel the connection with the other Stiles-- Thomas at all. But as she focuses on this Stiles again, she holds her breath.]