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They stand side by side in the hardware store.
It’s stupid to think, but: it’s, different, when it’s Malia—‘cause Scott's used to the pain that comes with wolfing out, and he’s not trying to, y’know, invalidate or underestimate Malia just ‘cause she’s a girl but there’s, a different level of emotional attachment, is all he’s trying to say. Malia doesn’t deserve Derek’s medieval spiked headwear, doesn’t deserve rusted handcuffs stolen from the bottom of his dad’s old work trunk locker, but it’s,
It’s Malia—Malia: who’s grabbing the heaviest iron chains with confidence, says: these, and;
Okay. Yeah.
Sure.