you were quirky and weird. the group
thought you were annoying yet they loved you.
some more than others. scott went out of his way to protect you, his best girl. but, he didn't like when you did stupid things in serious situations. the two of you were trapped, facing front to front, in front of glass windows. you smirked, lifting up your
shirt as scott questioned your motives.

❝ what the fuck are you doing? did you
just flash me? ❞