Dad helped you finish off the rest of the Toaster Strudels? No wonder he didn’t come barging into my room after you couldn’t get me up.
Okay, well. Looks like I have a quick run to make to the store. You don’t have any plans, do you?
Some alert on your phone kept popping up about eBay, but I didn’t know what that was. Other than that, all you missed was me and your dad eating the rest of the Toaster Strudels.
I’ll take a maybe.
[making a face, scrunched nose and all] That—sounds about right, from what I can remember. Wow. Guess I needed some sleep. Anything I missed besides fresh coffee?
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< along. Sorry.
[Clearing my throat, I raise my voice and project it. My words come out stilted and awkward, but I don’t notice.]
That’s right, Stiles. On Thursdays, we wear the blood robes. They’re my favorite.
[Knew it. You drink too much coffee pretty much daily, even when your dad yells at you for it. It wasn’t that long ago he threatened to eliminate all of Beacon Hills’ coffee supply to get you to stop, which had me wondering if he could really do such a thing until you won that >
That is—beside the point.
[Because he totally has, now that he thinks about it—but in his defense, there’s a lot of fuel required to stay sharp for the sake of Beacon Hills.]
The point is that you wear robes. For our blood sacrifice. On Thursdays. 𝘛𝘰𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘺 Thursdays. -
< that day. I’ll probably ask her the next time I see her.]
Code word?
[𝘊𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥, 𝘤𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥, 𝘤𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥... What the hell are you talking about?
Oh. Right. Whoops.]
Right, when something is toasty it means that you’re lying and I’m supposed to play >
[When I tell you that I’m drawing the biggest blank in the history of blanks on why you’re taking like this. You sound like you’re malfunctioning, kind of like how Chris Argent’s laptop did when I dropped it a few months back.]
Stiles. Did you have too much coffee today?
What? You love robes and think they’re toasty. [With emphasis and an increasingly desperate look,] TAH-OHS-TEE.
[The code word, Malia! We’ve talked about this.]
What?
[The way you say the word 𝘵𝘰𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘺 has me feeling like I’m missing something, but nothing is appearing in my head other than an actual image of toast. I’m trying to stay on topic though, not think of food.]
Robes are dumb. I don’t have one and I don’t ever want one.
We totally do, Malia. [He’s looking at her VERY expectantly.] I had to get your robe dry cleaned, remember? Once you get it back, you’ll be nice and TOASTY.
Drags @STRINGTHEORlES to bed because Isaac won’t stop texting him weird pictures of different salt shakers and then going “why are you still awake??” when they reply.
@STRINGTHEORlES < I have on, I take out the tiny green dinosaur toy that I always keep with me, ever since you gave it to me. It helps me feel connected to you, so I sit there, thumb rubbing against its curved shape as I focus on the sound of your voice and knowing that you >