Heron Lake Plateau tip-toeing in the street like dally

SPEAK of the muhfuckin devil, here she was. tegan padded up to his sister-cousin with his angry eyebrows still in tow, but her comment warranted more of a sigh and a roll of his eyes, because ugh. "towhee you don't use that word ri-- never mind, it doesn't matter, you're real prouda yourself for that aren't you?" he said slyly with a small smirk. towhee was like, pretty young, only a year older than tegan, and yet she somehow outdid finley on the old people scale. like, she tried real hard to be hip to his lingo but she just really didn't pull it off. he gave her props for trying though, mostly.

then, smirk washing off to an unusually stoic expression that fit tegan very strangely, he said, "what the hell, man?" an open ended question.