Isaac gave Stiles a look. One of those 'are you freaking kidding me?' looks. Then he just turned his attention back to the game. He just couldn't seem to win and it was pissing him off. He usually didn't have this much trouble playing a stupid video game. He was seriously off his game. Literally. This place was fucking with him more than he wanted to admit.
"God, yes, please." He answered when Stiles suggested playing with him. Maybe that would take his mind off everything. Plus, it was Stiles, they always had fun together, right?
"Maybe then I can actually win." Isaac's lips curved into a devious smirk as he turned to look as his friend, amusement and mischief dancing in his blue eyes. "Can't be that hard to kick your ass."
He was teasing, of course. But he needed some kind of normalcy right now and playing video games and taunting Stiles definitely felt like home.