WHO: Isaac Lahey and OPEN WHAT: Thinking and eating WHEN: Tuesday WHERE: Hinkles WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Open/Ongoing
Isaac wasn't feeling useless, exactly. Okay, well, maybe, but it really wasn't his fault. He'd gone to the pack house, and had done his part to fight the creature, even though apparently there wasn't much he could do. And even though he knew a lot of the people there, he couldn't help but feel more than a little bit on the outside. These people weren't his pack. He didn't have a pack. Not anymore.
And while he wasn't exactly an omega, he really didn't have people, either. Well, he had Chris and Allison, which was weird, since they weren't werewolves, but werewolf hunters. Of a sort.
Anyway.
He'd gotten away from the pack house as soon as he could, not really caring about what had happened to Stiles. He'd never really liked Stiles, and things hadn't changed since he'd arrived in Madison Valley. He had more important things to do. Like eat Hinkle Burgers. After all, when you were upset, wasn't stuffing your face totally the right thing to do?
He went inside, order a dozen burgers, and went to take a seat. Unfortunately, the place was crowded, and so he went up to a person sitting at a booth by themselves.