Sheriff Stilinski (alwaysmoral) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2020-08-11 14:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, ~2020 august, ~~sheriff stilinski (alwaysmoral), ~~stiles stilinski (sarcasticfriend) |
Who: Sheriff Stilinski and Stiles Stilinski
What: A conversation
When: Tuesday afternoon
Where: His house
Warnings: TBA
Status: Closed/On-going
More and more, Stilinski was getting the feeling that he was just tired of the town. Not just its shenanigans, but in general. He'd been there so long, seen so many people come and go, that it just felt... he wasn't sure how to put it, honestly, and wasn't sure he could figure it out if someone asked him to. Which of course meant someone would at some point, because that was how the world worked. He knew that wouldn't go well, wouldn't be an easy explanation no matter who he wound up giving it to.
It was his day off, which meant -- as usual -- that he was sticking around the house. Something was on the TV in the living room for background noise but he really wasn't paying much attention to it. He'd spent the morning cleaning the house -- with it being just him, he didn't need to do it all that often, but it was a way to keep busy. Not to mention it would keep Jordan off his back if she stopped by. That woman enjoyed fussing over him entirely too much, in his opinion.
He was in the kitchen when he heard the doorbell. "Hang on!" he called. "Be right there." He took a moment to get the dishwasher started -- or else he'd end up forgetting until right around bedtime, he just knew it -- and then headed to answer the door.