Stiles wasn't sure why he was going to go hang with Isaac. Something to do, he guessed. It wasn't like they had ever been close or anything. They could have been, maybe, if Isaac hadn't taken off.
So, here he was, walking up to Isaac's door, hoping that talk of back home didn't get brought up because he really didn't want to talk about anything that had been going on. Once he reached the door, he reached up and knocked on it and then waited for Isaac to answer.