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Mieczyslaw "Stiles" Stilinski (sarcasticfriend) wrote in somerealityrpg,

The rain didn't bother Stiles one bit. Back home, in Beacon Hills, they'd have rainstorms like this. Which is why he didn't mind leaving the apartment to explore the city a bit. He would have asked Cisco to tag along, but he had no idea where his roommate was. That was fine, though. He didn't mind the solo trip.

If he were going to keep exploring, though, he needed caffeine and sugar or he was going to be too tired and want to head back home. So, he walked into the coffee shop and ordered their version of a frappuccino. That thing would have enough caffeine and sugar to last for the next few hours.

Once he paid and had his drink in hand, he started to head out but stopped when he recognized somebody from the network. He hadn't met anyone other than Cisco, so why not take this opportunity to meet somebody else? He plopped down in the seat and glanced at the books that were sparwled acros the table. "I'm pretty sure they," he motioned to both books, "are full of it." He smiled before taking a sip of his drink.