003 || the best policy
Stile’s laugh was weak at the most. He appreciated Lydia’s effort but it was obvious that neither of them could be that positive right now. “Maybe I’ll right that book, with Scott’s help. I’m sure it will be popular even if most people don’t think it is real.” He did know a lot of information on the supernatural so it could be a good idea to do something with it. A proper laugh came out at the red head’s next question. “Nothing that we know of around here. Sorry but I don’t think Edward Cullen is going to move to town. And hopefully a zombie apocalypse want start any time soon.” Stiles had already tried to ask Derek about those other types of creatures. The answers he got had not been very extensive. Not that Stiles was surprised by that. He glanced at his watched to check his watch, standing up off Lydia’s bed. “I probably should go. You need your rest and like time to process this alone…”
“I was really looking forward for Edward to sweep me off my feet. I’ve always been rooting for Team Edward,” she piped in playfully, jutting her lower lip to a pout in mock disappointment. Call her shallow but she actually loved Twilight, even is most people hated that sort of crap. But the thought of it coming to life hasn’t crossed her mind for so long; doesn’t mean she denied the possibility of it though. Trying to lighten it up a bit, she joked half-heartedly, “Oh god, I don’t think I’ll survive in a zombie apocalypse—I’m not fast enough to run from the undead.” When Stiles got up from her bed, she shifted back to the center. “Right, I’m sure you can figure your way out,” she piped in with a tight smile etched on her face. Lydia kept her silence for a few more moment before perking up again, “Stiles? Thank you.” It was a heartfelt one, trying to convey the words left unsaid between the two of them.