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                   he allows the other to direct him to the couch,   sitting down might just be the best option for him right about now with everything that is going on.   gaze is still trained onto the floor below him hands shaking just a bit as mind gets lost in the recurring events.   he couldn’t tell scott,   not yet anyway and not telling anyone was really eating the teenager up inside.   so after having a bit of or a lot of  liquid courage stiles finds himself at the one person’s place who can understand and hep him.    ❝   i murdered someone                i didn’t mean to but it  HAD  to be done,   i had to do it.    ❞   maybe saying that enough times will make stiles actually  believe  it.

          she listens closely, not to just his words but deeper. his heart is pounding, pulse racing. his honesty was brought on by the alcohol, but this must of been something he’d been holding onto for awhile now. reluctantly, she reaches out for him, grasping his hand tightly to provide him with some form of comfort, something to bring him back to reality. ‘  look at me.  ‘  she has so many other questions to ask him, but needs him to collect himself, she need him to breathe.  ‘  just slow down, okay? take a deep breath and try to relax for me.  ‘

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