[text] oh my god my sister hacked my phone [text] I’m going to kill her [text] I hate my life

stilesthesarcasticstilinski:

iamthefirechild:

stilesxthesarcasticstilinski:

[text] I mean. I just wasn’t expecting it

[text] text has been deleted by the way

“Stiles.” She was wearing a skirt, like she told him; one of the wrap kind with a side tie, and a peasant top, and bare feet. “Um. Hi. Come in?”  

Stiles waved awkwardly, as he always does. “Hey Summer.”

“So. Um. I guess … you should take your shirt off? This is so awkward. IS this a — a clinical kind of thing, just like observatory, or more hands-on, or, or what?” She kept lifting her hands and half-reaching toward him, like she would unbutton his shirt for him, then smoothing them back down over her skirt.

Leave a Reply