[Private Texts] / [Public Video]

[velveteenwolf]

(To Lydia)
Hey, so. I don't suppose I could ask you to go shopping with me? I have a sudden and unexpected lack of clothes that fit. And I kind of need your advice with a few things. And I thought maybe we could do that talking thing.


(To Julie)
Help. The City turned me into a girl. Most of my clothes don't fit and I don't even know what to do about these things on my chest. Are they supposed to be this uncomfortable? Seriously, how do girls do this?



(To Stiles)
In the ongoing saga of the-city-fucking-hates-Peter, I'm a girl. I don't even fucking know. Can we hang out for a while and not talk about the fact that I have breasts?

 

(Public)
[The video frame is empty, but the voice, when it speaks is soft and decidedly feminine.]

Hey. City. You suck.

Comments

[velveteenwolf]

Lydia took me bra shopping, but, beer? Can we do beer? Stiles can't get drunk right now and I just need someone to hang out and drink with.

[grigio]

We can do beer. I'll come to you. Where are you?