My names Stiles Stilinski and I shouldn't exist any more.
But the world of the living didn't seem done with me yet...
Nor did the dead.
But I can't leave her...
Not yet.
They're all still in danger from death.
My names Stiles Stilinski and I shouldn't exist any more.
But the world of the living didn't seem done with me yet...
Nor did the dead.
But I can't leave her...
Not yet.
They're all still in danger from death.
She wasn't that drunk.
So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real.
Now here's the tinsy winsy problem;
She lives alone.
...