7

83 3 0
                                    

Stiles: Dude, you know, she's just one - one girl. You know, there are so many - there are so many other girls in the sea.

Scott: Fish in the sea.

Stiles: Fish? Why you talking about fish? I'm talking about girls. I love girls. I love 'em. I love especially ones with strawberry blond hair, green eyes, 5'3" -

Scott: Like Lydia?

Stiles: Yeah, exactly. Hey, how did you know I was talking about - about - What was I talking about? Hey, you're not happy. Take a drink.

Scott: I don't want any more.

Stiles: You're not drunk?

Scott: I'm not anything.

Stiles: Hey, maybe it's like - maybe it's like not needing your inhaler anymore, you know. Maybe you can't get drunk as a wolf. Am I drunk?

Scott: You're wasted.

Stiles: Yeah! Come on, dude, I know it feels bad. I know it hurts. I know. Well, I don't know. But I know this. I know that as much as being broken up hurts, being alone is way worse. That didn't make any sense. I need a drink.

Best of Stiles StilinskiWhere stories live. Discover now