Usual friends-hanging-out-maybe-kissing things. Stiles is still recovering from a hangover, and yet he manages to show up only ten minutes late with a rose in hand. Though he usually prefers the comfort of plaid button-ups, he arrives in a preppy, collared polo that looks like it belongs in Jackson Whittemore's closet. He even brushed his hair so that it's not the usual chaotic mess.

Darting up the steps to her apartment, he rings the bell as told and waits. In spite of everything, he's in a fairly good mood.