Stiles Stilinski (loseyourdnim) wrote in freedomtownic, @ 2016-02-18 01:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, ~malia tate (ihatemath), ~stiles stilinski |
Who Stiles & Malia
Where Malia's room
When Right after this
What Awkward meeting
Status Ongoing/Closed
Rating PG13 probably
Pacing was something that he could be good at, and he did so in his own apartment room at the moment since he knew if he saved it for his way up to Malia's she would be able to smell it, or him - whatever. There was a large part of him that didn't want to go. He still wasn't ready to really deal with her, or Scott and yet he was speaking with both when all he wanted to do was get out of this place. He'd complained a little to Rose on his way over, but there wasn't an answer at the moment and he kinda felt bad for unloading on her anyway. He was being honest though, he wanted to forget right now, he wanted to forget a lot of things. His guilt for what happened with Donovan was turning into a rage that bubbled at the surface and he didn't know what to do with it. It was making him more distant, more cold to everyone around him, the people that mattered started to matter less and it wasn't obvious to him as much as it might be to others. Knocking on her door, he stood there waiting. Rocking back on his sneakers for a moment he pulled at the corner of his open flannel and thought about what part of the place he was really going to scope out next. He'd pull out his phone briefly and see if Lydia had shot him a text but it was empty, which meant that they'd probably not talk till later this evening. Then again that was considering he would survive meeting up with Malia. She was pissed when they spoke, though so was he and they both had seemed to calm down or come to some sort of agreement...he still wasn't ready for it in a way. He wasn't sure what to expect. |