“You’re going to have to repeat all of that because I wasn’t listening” she exclaimed a small huff escaping her lips as she ruffled her hair with the tips of her fingers and looked at the figure in front of her with wide eyes. Not that she was trying to ignore them, she just had her mind on other things, her thoughts racing around and her heart almost pumping right out of her chest if she thought of anything less than peaceful to her. She was just in her own Lydia world.

You swing for a different team but you still play ball, don't ya Danny boy.

“For me, as an actor, one of the biggest fears on a TV show is getting stuck in something where you end up feeling like you're doing the same thing, every single year."

1. What’s your name? Fruzsina 2. When’s your birthday? June 18th 3. Where are you from? Hungary 4. Have a crush? I've got so many...lately Daniel Sharman, Dylan O'Brien and Jesse Lee Soffer 5. What’s your favorite color? Yellow 6. Write something in all caps? IDON'TKNOWWHYJEFFDOESN'TREALIZESTYDIAISENDGAME 7. Got a favorite band/artist? Simple Plan is all time favourite <3 *-* 8. Favorite number? 2 or 22 9. Favorite drink? god no, coffee and tea.... 10. Tag seven people: I tag randomly, rayofsunshinehoechlin, lovesuckmaniac, derekhales, dylanobrounie, fuckyeahstilesandlydia, laheypack, kiliansemma

Quite the situation you've got yourself in here, Derek. I mean, I'm out of commission for a few weeks and suddenly there's lizard people, geriatric psychopaths, and you're cooking up werewolves out of every self-esteem deprived adolescent in town.

Scott, the other night seeing my Dad get hit over the head by Matt, y'know while I'm just lying there and I can't even move. It's just... I wanna help, y'know? But I can't do the things that you can do. I can't.