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        Gut reaction. It had been such a gut reaction. She’d helped, but at what cost? Now her identity was crushed. The tail could no longer be hidden. Sam looks down at the assailant who was now passed out on the ground, soaked with water from the pipes — water that she’d commanded to attack. Finally, Sam looks up to the other’s eyes as she keenly steps out of the way of the liquid.      ❝   You can’t tell anyone about me. Please. No one can know.   ❞

              “—– okay.”  the word is drawn out, a slow screech on the proverbial train-tracks that is his mind in this particular moment; where the downpour of water has lessened to a trickle, and the puddle that’s still stubbornly growing until it’s had the glory of soaking into his shoes. okay, because he can’t think of anything else to say as his gaze racks over the unconscious man before promptly jumping to the girl. 

                                          the girl who looks just as shocked as he feels. 

              it’s a precarious moment, one that shatters when the guy at their feet GROANS, & stiles is LAUNCHED back into the here & now. “okay, okay okay. secret’s safe with me, we’ll talk about it later —- or we won’t. we probably won’t.” he’s rambling. a near constant frenzy of words as he lunges forward & hooks his arm around her forearm & starts to  tug & pull her towards him. towards the exit. 

              “yeah, i’m not worried about the water works, or what you are, all i’m worried about is that we GET out of here NOW before his friends show up. c’mon!!”