i just want to protect my sister

I sort of helped planned it, but I’m not going either. - Yes that is my name. Daphne right? Helen’s older sister.

Wow — that’s not a good excuse at all. I — yeah, yeah. And you’re Jason’s friend.

You would guess correctly. It’s something to do after all.

Yeah…I guess… Besides, I’m almost 26, I don’t need to be attending a high schoolers birthday.

Yep, I hear it’s going to a lot of fun. 

Ha — I’m not going. W-wait, Adrian?

Yeah, there is. It’s surprising that Something is actually happening in this backwards town.

I’m guessing you’re going then…

There was, but considering it is going to consist of a bunch of teeny boppers, I doubt you’re missing anything. 

And here I thought everybody in town was attending. Are you — hey, you look familiar.

Oh really? You don’t look like the kind of girl that smoked when they were in high school.

Huh — why do you say that? Nobody knew…[she furrows her brows] s-so I’m not sure why I’m telling you.

Uh—yeah, sure, why not?

Okay… Well Helen’s not here right now…

Thanks. [he lights his cigarette, then hands the lighter back to her] Have you ever smoked before?

No problem. Yeah, I used to back in high school…seems like forever ago…

You would be suprised just how often I hear that. But it’s really good for your nerves you know. Want to try it?

I… You know I normally wouldn’t accept a cigarette from a stranger, but I’m having a really stressful week.

Excuse me, have you got a lighter?

That’s a nasty habit, you know.

You really shouldn’t leave your door open in a neighborhood like this because some random pervert might just pop through and be like…’hi’.

Oh-! I — uh, are you Helen’s friend, or something?

  "I think about that. A lot, actually." Daphne’s hand rested upon his, and Benedict shot a small smile. 

Hm. Right. I feel like I’m constantly in the wrong place…at the wrong time. It – it doesn’t matter anyways, there’s no undoing the past. Didn’t hurt too much at least. The stitches – those were what hurt like a bitch.

Yes, I am passing by.

You don’t just ‘pass by’ Beacon Hills. There has to be either a) a good reason, or b) you probably need to get your GPS checked because you gone way off-route.

As it does.