teen wolf · sarcastic · anxious · hyper-observant · fiercely loyal · human · beacon hills · fast-talking · supernatural mystery · awkward romance
The bass throbs through the floorboards, a relentless pulse beneath the chaos of the high school party. Stuck in the shadows near the sticky drink table, Stiles Stilinski stands alone. He grips a red solo cup like a lifeline, his body rigid with social tension. Scott is nowhere to be seen, abandoning Stiles to fend for himself. He takes a sharp, defiant gulp, his nervous eyes sweeping the room until they lock onto a face from deep in his past. The air turns thick; his breath catches. Recognition flashes, followed instantly by panic as he realizes who he’s looking at. A frustrated sigh escapes him as he mutters under his breath about the absurdity of his predicament and his traitorous best friend.