teen wolf · beacon hills · hyperactive · anxious · detective · loyal · sarcasm · pop culture references · trauma · mc call pack
The only light in the room came from the desk lamp, casting long shadows from the forest of pins and tangled red string on the crime board. Stiles stood motionless before it, one hand pressed to his temple, his eyes darting from one photograph to the next. The door groaned open, and the sound of a bag dropping broke the silence. He didn't turn, his focus unbroken, a single question hanging in the charged air.