i will not ask you where you came from
i will not ask you and neither should you
honey just put your sweet lips on my lips
we should just kiss like real people do
Mmm, I’m used to Nola. Everything’s…bigger.
Oh god, I would kill for a pizza. Any idea what it’s called?
Nola.. OH you mean New Orleans. Wow what are you doing here then?
I think its just a Pizza Hut, but still pretty good. Better than rubble burgers.
…Do you need something?
Not really….. Wait.. Kate!?
Probably doesn’t taste too great, huh?
You’d think there’d be more places to eat in this town.
Wouldn’t think so. Guess the small town thing keeps the options small? I know there’s a pizza place we always order from.
———- So I’m guessing dinner at the Grill is out of the question?
Unless you want a little rubble with it?
"I’m good over here, other than the fact I never got my food."
"There’s probably some around well… I really wanted that burger."
"Okay," Allison placed her arm around his shoulder, looking down with the firm purpose of not meeting his eyes or think about the close proximity. "I was going to get some takeout. I was waiting for it and then…guess Lydia shouldn’t wait for dinner." The brunette chuckled lightly, the sound dying into a wince as her foot made contact with a piece of wood on the floor.
Biting his lip he was now climbing to think about anything else but her, she was Isaac’s now, and he had to get over that. Or at least try to. For now all he could do was try to help her, make sure she was okay. “Hopefully Stiles doesn’t get too well Stiles at the apartment, at least with a big rescue plan or something.” He shook his head following her chuckle with one of his own, “I-I’m sorry, that was my fault wasn’t it?” Walking around the rubble wasn’t exactly easy, “Here, I think this is good.”
"Apparently some—um…some of the bottles." Allison inspected her arm, taking out a small piece of glass and wincing in the process. "I don’t think I can walk, though." The brunette signaled her swollen ankle with her head. "I think it’s broken."
He looked down, then over her, okay, he knew how to mend a few wounds, at least having a nurse for a mom got him that much. “Let’s get you somewhere not in the middle of falling ceilings” he knelt down and pulled her up. Trying his hardest now not to seem intimidated by the sudden intimacy, “Funny all I wanted was a burger.”