[ she's only sort of expecting company, or at least drive-by visits because of the letters sitting on the table, so she's still in her pajamas when she answers the door, shorts and one of Stiles' t-shirts, hair pulled up in a messy ponytail that doesn't do much for containing her curls. not that she's ever all that self conscious about her appearance, but right now she can't really bring herself to worry much about anything at all. Hale's curled up on the couch behind her, which is a good sign. maybe. at least they got out of bed? ]
Hi.
[ her attempt at a smile is pitiful, she knows, but that actually just makes her huff a weird kind of laugh, a "c'mon Dare get it together" ]
Wanna come in? Or I can just grab your letter for you, if you want.
[ because she wouldn't blame anyone for not wanting to hang with her right now, even for a little bit ]
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Hi.
[ her attempt at a smile is pitiful, she knows, but that actually just makes her huff a weird kind of laugh, a "c'mon Dare get it together" ]
Wanna come in? Or I can just grab your letter for you, if you want.
[ because she wouldn't blame anyone for not wanting to hang with her right now, even for a little bit ]