[text: Summer] i’m not worry about a convertable
[text: Summer] but i can just pick you up with roscoe if you want
[text: Summer] seems pretty silly to have you come over if we’re just gonna take the jeep anyway[text to: Stiles] you live closer
[text to: Stiles] trying to save you gas it’s expensive
[text to: Stiles] I’ll be over there in ten minutes
[text: Summer] not really worried about the gas to like the preserve and back
[text: Summer] do that drive all the time
[text: Summer] but ok
[text: Summer] ill get the telescope packed up i guess
Summer wasn’t actually sure which window was Stiles’ or if he would even be looking out to see her putting the roof back on the car. It would be different if she was just going to be right there; then she’d leave it off for the heat. But leaving her car somewhere, with the roof off, and going off elsewhere herself — well, the del Sol wasn’t worth much, but it was still her baby. Closing the trunk lid, she dusted off her hands and went up the driveway to knock on the door.