"ѕтιleѕ" ѕтιlιnѕĸι - тeen wolғ (
studmuffin) wrote in
tampered2013-08-05 09:13 pm
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→ maybe i'm a different breed, maybe i'm not listening,
When: August 5th ( evening )
Rating: R? Maybe? He's sixteen so who knows what's going to come out of his mouth.
Characters: Stilinski Jr. & you !
Summary: Sometimes you just have to get really, really wasted to deal with your teenage angst.
[ There are a lot of things you can get in the Underground if you just ask. Stiles has sheer dumb courage on his side ( and a winning personality ) and it's not that hard to walk out with a brand spanking new fake id. Objectively he knows he should have told Scott but he half figures his bestie will be busy making sure his mom settles in and anyway, the memory up on the network still stings.
So he tries the places they don't recognize him, carts his bottle in a backpack to the quietest part of Xanadu and gets steadily drunker. It's not hard to do. He's not really a big drinker beyond the occasional pilfered bottle of his dad's not insignificant collection. And it's not long before he's using his bag as a pillow and humming some idle pop song as he's sprawled across the grass.
He feels better, that's a plus, right? ]
Rating: R? Maybe? He's sixteen so who knows what's going to come out of his mouth.
Characters: Stilinski Jr. & you !
Summary: Sometimes you just have to get really, really wasted to deal with your teenage angst.
[ There are a lot of things you can get in the Underground if you just ask. Stiles has sheer dumb courage on his side ( and a winning personality ) and it's not that hard to walk out with a brand spanking new fake id. Objectively he knows he should have told Scott but he half figures his bestie will be busy making sure his mom settles in and anyway, the memory up on the network still stings.
So he tries the places they don't recognize him, carts his bottle in a backpack to the quietest part of Xanadu and gets steadily drunker. It's not hard to do. He's not really a big drinker beyond the occasional pilfered bottle of his dad's not insignificant collection. And it's not long before he's using his bag as a pillow and humming some idle pop song as he's sprawled across the grass.
He feels better, that's a plus, right? ]

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[She actually buckles him into his seat, like she's tucking him in for bed.]
I found out. Here I am. Scott and I are fine.
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[ The feirce urge to protect lives in him every day. They're the only two left of their once happy little family. ]
I don't want to know.
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Well, if you feel that strongly about it, we'll let it go. He might never appear here, or he might. Just...know if he doesn't? You're always welcome to stay with me and Scott. And you can come to me with anything.
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[ He looks surprised but really he should have seen it coming. Neither of them are Derek's biggest fan. ]
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Uh, yes? A cabin in the woods isn't my ideal living situation. You're welcome to come with us. And so is Derek.
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[ A year ago and he'd hated him. A year ago and he hadn't known him at all. ]
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[ He'll talk to Derek. ]