he's at a stop light why is this happening he just lost the deposit at least the kid isn't dead who even was it does it even matter no it doesn't he just lost the deposit the sound isn't whizzing gears and muffled groans that narrative is totally false the sound is actually that moment of unfathomable despair that comes with hearing five hundred dollars vanish into thin air deep breath calm down the kid isn't dead he was just apologizing stupid stupid teenager they're alive it could be worse it's not a lawsuit he just lost the deposit-
Stiles sees this silent monologue flash by the instant he stutters his apology, written on the expression given to the horror of watching your house burn down. Or your family being murdered. Or seeing the exact moment your credit score tanks because of an inattentive dumbass.
Five hundred dollars.
It's not even registered that it's Stiles, because Will just buries his head in his hands and devolves into the trashiest Massachusetts accent, "What kind a spazz're you t'be crashin int' stopped cars?! T'hell's wrong with you!"
Congratulations Stiles, you earned Legitimate Feelings out of the furniture.
C; Blame Skull for this oh my god
That just happened.
Oh God why.
he's at a stop light why is this happening he just lost the deposit at least the kid isn't dead who even was it does it even matter no it doesn't he just lost the deposit the sound isn't whizzing gears and muffled groans that narrative is totally false the sound is actually that moment of unfathomable despair that comes with hearing five hundred dollars vanish into thin air deep breath calm down the kid isn't dead he was just apologizing stupid stupid teenager they're alive it could be worse it's not a lawsuit he just lost the deposit-
Stiles sees this silent monologue flash by the instant he stutters his apology, written on the expression given to the horror of watching your house burn down. Or your family being murdered. Or seeing the exact moment your credit score tanks because of an inattentive dumbass.
Five hundred dollars.
It's not even registered that it's Stiles, because Will just buries his head in his hands and devolves into the trashiest Massachusetts accent, "What kind a spazz're you t'be crashin int' stopped cars?! T'hell's wrong with you!"
Congratulations Stiles, you earned Legitimate Feelings out of the furniture.