[ allison doesn’t immediately pick up on any kind of emotion in scott’s voice. he does well enough hiding for a while there, leaving it open to those short responses. clipped notes. allison can tell something is off but she doesn’t know what - or, at least, doesn’t know for certain, what.
because you’re dead back home and you don’t make it out of the fight are always, always and forever, hanging over her head. she can tell just from the way scott is talking to her that he has to know something is up. has to be a scott who knows something is wrong. he was never good at hiding that side of him - that honest, open, warm side of him.
and now allison is experiencing it again. all over again. ]
Two days? [ a dark, angry part of her wonders how long lydia knew - but then the bigger part of her pushes the thought away. makes her shake her head. that doesn’t matter, lydia couldn’t have known. allison should have been checking the network, the list.
she doesn’t have the right to be mad at lydia about something like this. she really doesn’t. ]
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because you’re dead back home and you don’t make it out of the fight are always, always and forever, hanging over her head. she can tell just from the way scott is talking to her that he has to know something is up. has to be a scott who knows something is wrong. he was never good at hiding that side of him - that honest, open, warm side of him.
and now allison is experiencing it again. all over again. ]
Two days? [ a dark, angry part of her wonders how long lydia knew - but then the bigger part of her pushes the thought away. makes her shake her head. that doesn’t matter, lydia couldn’t have known. allison should have been checking the network, the list.
she doesn’t have the right to be mad at lydia about something like this. she really doesn’t. ]