Poor Stiles only noticed something was Not Right until it was just a second too late to do much about it.
He looked up and yup there sure was some big snarling possibly werewolf coming straight for him. Yup. Goddammit Stilinski, you are your milk.
"Shit!" Stiles vaguely noticed something coming out of his mouth at all and he tried desperately to run off, but he trips and probably slammed into something and ow his everything kind of hurts all of a sudden.
He did hear a familiar voice - Derek? yeah for his sanity he's going with Derek - and he was briefly thankful that he at least wouldn't get torn to shreds all alone in the dark. Best to be optimistic, he supposed.
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He looked up and yup there sure was some big snarling possibly werewolf coming straight for him. Yup. Goddammit Stilinski, you are your milk.
"Shit!" Stiles vaguely noticed something coming out of his mouth at all and he tried desperately to run off, but he trips and probably slammed into something and ow his everything kind of hurts all of a sudden.
He did hear a familiar voice - Derek? yeah for his sanity he's going with Derek - and he was briefly thankful that he at least wouldn't get torn to shreds all alone in the dark. Best to be optimistic, he supposed.