TFLN

[goodluckkobra]

what's written on the tin

Comments

4.

[destabilised]

...And I'm the first person you thought to text?

[sardonical]

You have the best sense of smell out of anyone I know.

[destabilised]

Thanks. But I'm a) not here to rescue you from ditches and b) not even in Beacon Hills.

[sardonical]

Great, I guess I live in this ditch now. Where are you?

[destabilised]

Somewhere else.

Call Scott.

[sardonical]

He's not answering.

Besides, it's not like I've never saved you before.

[destabilised]

Call Argent then.

Or anyone else.

....That does not give you a free pass to text me every time you need something.

[sardonical]

Maybe not a free pass, but I should be able to ask for help when I need it. It's not like I'm asking you for math help here.

What if I'm about to die in the woods?

[destabilised]

Scott would be devastated.

That still doesn't put me anywhere near you, Stiles. Find someone in Beacon Hills.

[sardonical]

You'd at least be inconvenienced. I'm helpful.

I think I see a road. Hitchhiking, y/n?

[destabilised]

Call Lydia or Allison.

There has to be someone. Call Peter if you can't come up with someone else.

[sardonical]

I would definitely rather roll the hitchhiking roulette wheel than call your incredibly creepy uncle, thanks.

He's literally already kidnapped me before.

[destabilised]

...Which is why I suggested him last.

Call your dad.

[sardonical]

On the one hand, he's safer, but on the other hand, Peter probably won't be disappointed in me, will he?

Lesser of two evils.

[destabilised]

...Whatever.

Stop texting me and find someone else to help you. Good night, Stiles.

[sardonical]

Good talk. Thanks. Beacon Hills sure is gloomy without your smiling face, big guy.

[destabilised]

[No response to that one, because someone is actually trying to get some sleep. ]