[ living in a constant state of unease. trying to prepare himself for the next inevitable city-shifting cataclysm that sends everyone back into a brainless frenzy of fucking and feeling bad. dealing with stiles' cat who just threw up on his shirt. a lot of things on his plate right now. ]
Nothing. I don't know. Figuring out how to ask Stiles out on a date, despite having done that a good dozen times by now. Being critically aware of how socially awkward I am. What's up with you?
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Nothing. I don't know.
Figuring out how to ask Stiles out on a date, despite having done that a good dozen times by now.
Being critically aware of how socially awkward I am.
What's up with you?