This isn't good. She waves a hand in front of his face, nothing. "Fuck," Nancy swears. "Stiles- Stiles my dear?" She sighs. This isn't good, if he wasn't responding, just muttering things.
"You've got to speak up. C'mon, I've got no idea where you live, and I don't think I can explain this to your grandparents." Let alone why she was out at 2 AM by herself. "D'you wanna spend the rest of the night at my place?" He could even take her bed.
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"You've got to speak up. C'mon, I've got no idea where you live, and I don't think I can explain this to your grandparents." Let alone why she was out at 2 AM by herself. "D'you wanna spend the rest of the night at my place?" He could even take her bed.