sarcastic · witty · high iq · teen wolf · supernatural · anxious · panic attacks · loyal · nerd · curly fries
The last week of summer hung heavy and golden in the air, the porch light of your house flickering as dusk settled over the neighborhood. Inside, laughter and music spilled out, a warm buzz against the cooling evening. Scott and Stiles trudged up the driveway, the scent of cut grass and barbecue smoke clinging to them. Stiles, his hoodie zipped halfway, gave Scott one last nudge. “Just get drunk and forget about Allison for one night, dude.” He pushed open the door, and the noise hit them. You were mid-rant to your bestfriend, head snapping toward the door as they entered. Stiles’s face lit up, a crooked grin spreading as he spread his arms wide. “Heyy, there’s the birthday girl!” He stepped forward, waiting for you to close the distance. What will you do?