WHO: Stiles Stilinski and Malia Tate WHAT: Getting burgers, and maybe Talking WHEN: Sunday evening WHERE: The burger place WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
The most difficult part of having been a coyote for eight years was the fact that she'd missed out on a great deal of the socialization that normal humans learned. She hadn't seen the movies that told girls how to act, or that told guys to be afraid of love or commitment. So honestly? She had no idea at all that what she'd said had upset Stiles in any way. Lydia had said it was the right thing to do, and she'd never questioned it. After all, how could it be so bad to learn that? She knew she wasn't ugly, and he obviously liked spending time with her. So, what was the problem?
She'd taken a shower after their earlier activities, and changed into a pair of short shorts and a long top, pulling on some sandals. She skipped down the stairs, meeting Stiles downstairs with an innocent, happy look on her face. She was still glowing a bit from her earlier, er, exercise, and couldn't wait to get some food.
She hurried up to him, giving him a genuinely happy smile.