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Malia Tate | Teen Wolf (lovesdeer) wrote in toboldlyrpg,

Really? Malia wasn't amused, not even a little. Did he think he was going to get off that easily after he'd done? No way. Even if...as much as she hated to admit this...she already did. Showing up in this place and having him be the only thing that was close to familiar had helped. So did the fact that she really, really, really, really liked him. She sighed a long suffering sigh and her shoulders fell.

"Fine, whatever. I forgive you," she said, as if it meant nothing and he hadn't broken her heart. It didn't matter anymore. They had bigger things to worry about than that. She looked around her, shuddering. "I don't understand this place at all."

She looked back at him, realizing that having him here in the room made her feel less afraid. He was her anchor, and as long as he was close, she'd be able to stay calm. She knew she would. Or at least she had a better chance of it.

"So are we back together when you're from?"