Stiles Stilinski.

And everyday, I'm learning about you; the things that no one else sees. | Any ship.

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

- his thumb grazes over something that felt like a ring.] @LoneWolfHale

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

@LoneWolfHale
Looking around? What am I looking for exactly, Derek? Enlighten me.
[his hands ball into fists, though he's confused when -

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

|| Locked?

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

- night. More confusion sets in.] @LoneWolfHale

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

- he knew was that he looked older, too. Maybe ten years. He even had a /beard/ now. He couldn't of dreamt of that..last - @LoneWolfHale

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

... Uh. Well, for starters, you're much.. Broader, now?
[he quirks a brow, taking in @LoneWolfHale's ...new figure? He didn't know.
All -

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

- his jaw drops. Any former anger in his tone is replaced by complete confusion.]
.. Derek. Derek, come here. @LoneWolfHale

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

I'd go home if I knew where the hell we were! [he hisses, but as he goes to walk out of the room, he passes by a mirror, and -@LoneWolfHale

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

- how he'd gotten when pissed off.] @LoneWolfHale

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

I don't know why the hell I'm here! Did you drug me? [he sounds just as angry as @LoneWolfHale had; though he shifts away a bit, knowing -

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

- awake.] Hey. Hey, Derek. @LoneWolfHale

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

- Derek. Why the /hell/ was he in the same bed as Derek? What the hell had happened over the night?
He moves a hand, shaking @LoneWolfHale -

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

(@LoneWolfHale)
- though, he's met with confusion. He was laying in a room he didn't recognize, and..next to somebody.
... /No/.
It was -

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

(@LoneWolfHale)
[The last thing Stiles had remembered was falling asleep in his own bed, and how exhausted he was. As he opened his eyes, -

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

|| Popped over here. If you wanna plot, shoot me a DM.

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

|| So.. This account is inactive, until it's needed. I'm up for anything, so DM me if you'd like to plan. Until then.

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

|| It's shit like this that makes me question why I stick around sometimes.

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

|| The fact that you're gonna come back with a new alias and do this to other people... Shameful. Get a hobby.

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

|| Fucking joke.

[Stiles Stilinski. @lotsofadderaIl]

|| Own up to your lies. If you have the audacity to lie, don't cower away when you're called out.