Hey Stiles. [ Oh god, why did she decide to make this personal and leave a voicemail? Right, because a text message would totally suck. Lydia knows this by experience, but of course now that she's started talking it's getting harder to go on. Good thing it's early enough that he didn't pick up. ] I don't know how to do this, so I'm just going to say, I'm sorry. You'll know why by now and probably hate me for it, but ... [ she pauses. ] Trust me on this, okay? Banshees should know more about their own death than anyone else. Not that I've been the most reliable one— God, that's not what I meant. Just— Don't do something stupid. You're smart, Stiles. Work this out for me, if I can't.
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Date: 2014-09-25 02:08 pm (UTC)( 1 ) VOICEMAIL MARTIN, LYDIA