Scott ---> Stiles

                                    

                                          
Scott:
Dude, how are you feeling? You were so fucking drunk yesterday. It's a miracle that you didn't drown when Jackson pushed you into the pool 
                          
Stiles:
I'm fine, don't worry
                          
Scott:
Are you sure? I don't want to sound paranoid  but yesterday, it actually seemed like you tried to forget about something 
                          
Stiles:
What do you mean?
                          
Scott:
What I mean is that sometimes people drink a lot of alcohol so they can forget all about a certain person or a certain event 
                          
Stiles:
Okay, and? 
                          
Scott:
Don't play stupid Stiles. I know you're smarter than that. Tell me, what are you trying to forget? 
                          
Stiles:
Oh you know, my time in hell maybe. Does it ring a bell?
                          
Scott:
Do you want to talk about it? I mean, your visit downstairs? 
                          
Stiles:
There's nothing to talk about. It was horrible. A couple of days down there felt like years
                          
Scott:
Do you still don't know how you got back to earth? Nothing new about the black wings or the British accent? 
                          
Stiles:
No and my idiotic brother Dean, is still not answering his damn phone
                          
Scott:
Well what can I say? Your brother is a total douche 
                          
Stiles:
I know, you don't have to remind me 
                          
Scott:
Anyways, what did you and Derek do when you left the party?😏
                          
Stiles:
Buddy, don't even get me started. I couldn't even feel my ass this morning. Trust me, sleeping with a werewolf when you're human, it's a hell of a ride 
                          
Scott:
Stiles, too much information 
                          
Stiles:
You asked for it darling😘
                          
Scott:
Well I guess I did, didn't I? 
                          
Stiles:
What about you an Isaac? Still madly in love with Bambi eyes? 
                          
Scott:
Obviously. I mean look at him. What's not to love? He's hot as fuck 
                          
Stiles:
Agree, but my hot pice of Alpha werewolf is just a little bit hotter 
                          
Scott:
Whatever you say man 
                          
Hey guys😇 How are you all? Please don't kill me, I know this sucks 
                          
-Mathilda