[ and even with all the speed of a wolf, the human stiles beats cora to the parlour. she doesn't bother to text him, or even reply to said texts, as she's sure her appearance at that the parlour, albeit twenty, close to half an hour later, is enough of an answer for him. stiles is a simple guy; he doesn't need to hear the word yes. ]
[ it's no surprise he's here. already. she sidles up next to him. ]
[ excessive nervous speeding will do that to you. except he's got most of it out of his system ( most, not all ) by the time cora shows up. he's hunched over the table with his phone out and his soda close enough for him to sip through the straw without having to move.
his head turns to the door the second it opens ( and has for ever other person that walked in ) and he's smiling with a wave before she's even crossed the threshold. ]
No, just like, ten, fifteen—nineteen minutes. [ awkward considering she's technically closer to this place. ]
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[ it's no surprise he's here. already. she sidles up next to him. ]
You weren't waiting long?
good so am i :3c yay awkward teen fluff
his head turns to the door the second it opens ( and has for ever other person that walked in ) and he's smiling with a wave before she's even crossed the threshold. ]
No, just like, ten, fifteen—nineteen minutes. [ awkward considering she's technically closer to this place. ]