arrays | you wanna play catwoman, I'll be your batman

Maya stretched out on Stile's bed reading a comic book as she waited for Stiles to finish whatever he was working on. She was wearing bright pink jeans and a white tank top, casually stretching every so often and squirming around trying to get comfortable. She didn't like the mattress, not that it was lumpy or anything she just wasn't finding a good position to lay down and kept moving around trying different ones.

She also had to keep in mind Stiles was in the room (it was his room after all), so even while she listened to music on her headphones, she couldn't hum along with the tune. Or sing. Or any of what she wanted to do. Of course, if he wasn't in the room she couldn't anyway, her voice carried too easily and it could lead to a few people becoming suddenly endeared to her when she left.

She was getting better at controlling this, but... it wasn't going well enough she could risk it right now. Besides, no matter how bored or uncomfortable she was, Stiles had work to do. And if she kept telling herself that she might follow this line of thought.

She would owe Banshee Girl so many things for setting this up. Not sure exactly what she owed the girl, maybe whistle that cute deputy that he should ask the girl out. She'll ask her once she's back home, in any event.

Maya loved the beach, it had water, and sun, and warmth. And as a siren all of those things were kinda her jam. But like werewolves and the moon, her less human side showed up in her element. So usually there is screaming, and pointing, and gasping. Maya didn't even really think she was all that monstrous with the feathers. Not like she had talons or anything. But it meant either swimming by moonlignt, or not swimming at all.

But Lydia got them a private beach, which meant Maya could enjoy the sun and sea with her feathers out and nobody was there to call her a sea monster. She was wearing a swimsuit, because the whole group insisted that was a requirement. Which Maya didn't quite get as the beach was large enough they could all lose each other rather nicely. Maya was practically vibrating with excitement as she ran to the water's edge.

Best. Weekend. Ever.

Distractions~

Beach Makeouts happened when I tried to homework.