→ maybe i'm a different breed, maybe i'm not listening,

[studmuffin]

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? ]

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[bettercallit]

[ Lurking around in the park at night is no doubt considered unsavoury, especially when he doesn't even have the dogs with him as a half-decent excuse, but all the same he spots the sprawled out form from afar and wanders over.

He's quiet as he approaches, not able to see who it is exactly until he's much closer, but when he realises it's Stiles he quietly helps himself to the spot beside him, lying back with his head resting on his hands. ]

Good call.

[studmuffin]

[ He hasn't seen Clint in a while but his smile is wide and warm and enthusiastic either way. ]

Heeeeeey, Hawkeye. How's it hanging?

[bettercallit]

[ Somehow the enthusiasm is infectious. ]

Down and to the side. [ Looking over, the amusement is evident. ] Not crashing the party, am I?

[studmuffin]

[ Snorting. Penis jokes. He loves penis jokes. ]

A pity party is always allowed to be crashed, man.

[bettercallit]

Thought that's what this was.

[ He saw the broadcast that ran across the network earlier in the week and guessed as much. ] Met your friend the other day. He not around to hang out with?

[studmuffin]

His mom's here.

[ He shrugs loosely. ] They're doing family stuff.

[bettercallit]

[ He nods with understanding, staring up for a while in silence. ]

Want to talk about it?

[studmuffin]

Nah, that's what the booze is for? So I don't have to.

[ He just misses his dad. ]

[bettercallit]

In that case, hand it over and I'll join you.

[ Holding his arm out awkwardly from where he's lying, he makes a grabby hand for the bottle. ]

[studmuffin]

[ He lifts it up with a laugh and passes it. ]

Are you part of the pity of this party or just needing alcohol?

[bettercallit]

[ He uncaps the bottle, brings it to his mouth and then pauses, shrugging. ]

Tasha left, so I guess it's a little of both.

[studmuffin]

No way, man. [ He pulls a sad face. ] You still have Jasper, right?

[bettercallit]

And he's still chewing everything he can get his teeth on. She's got many talents, but training dogs isn't one of them.

[studmuffin]

[ He laughs at that. ]

Scott'd probably be able to help you there.

[bettercallit]

Wondered about that. [ He helps himself to a generous gulp of the burning liquid. ]

He told me about working at the animal clinic back where you're from.

[studmuffin]

Yeah, he wants to set one up here too. Help the bunnies and stuff.

[bettercallit]

It'd be good for the place.

[ Passing the bottle back over. ]

[studmuffin]

[ Taking a deep glug. ]

It's weird nobody ever thought about it before.

[bettercallit]

Not sure we've had too many vets wander in to do it, but from what I've seen that kid's got a magic touch with canines.

[studmuffin]

[ MYSTERIOUS LAUGHTER. ]

Yeah, he does.

[bettercallit]

[ He turns to look at him questioningly, even if he does look fondly amused all the same. ]

Think I missed something there. Inside joke?

[studmuffin]

Yeah. [ An apologetic smile. ] It's not really funny.

[bettercallit]

Alcohol makes a lot of things funnier than they actually are. And speaking of, I should probably confiscate that and think about getting you home.

[ He stresses on the probably and doesn't actually make to move. He's missed talking to the kid. ]

[studmuffin]

No.

[ Whine. ] I like it.

[bettercallit]

[ He may or may not chuckle at that. ]

Yeah, you did good picking the spot. If you lost the ability to walk and collapsed here randomly, I'm thinking it's better we pretend otherwise.