The Perk | Monday Evening

[robinonadderall]

Stiles wasn't even surprised to find that he had been only gone for a day despite the fact that he had taken a few extra days in Beacon Hills to recover from, you know, wolfsbane poisoning, being held at gunpoint and getting paralyzed for the second time. He was good, very good, at compartmentalizing things and moving on with life, but it was becoming harder to do when it seemed like everything was building up to something that couldn't possibly be good things for the people he cared about. At least Fandom was a nice reprieve from the never ending flow of emotional trauma that Beacon Hills provided. For now, anyway. With Stiles' luck that will get wrecked soon enough.

He stopped into the Perk after the the portal dumped him off at the causeway, deciding he needed caffeine before he went back to his dorm and catch up on the homework he knew he had been  slacking on since this kanima stuff got even more serious. He got a peppermint mocha (pointedly not making eye contact with the barista that groped him during SOW) and picked a clean table that he could sit at. And rest his head on. Ugh, life sucked.

[Totes open]

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[dollpocalypse]

Monday evening, Perk, pastries, Topher, et cetera, et cetera.

He went up to the counter and ordered possibly the girliest-sounding coffee-adjacent beverage of all time, followed by, "And a chocolate muffin, and also, are you aware there may be a dead person over at that table? It's probably your job to clean that, right?"

Tables were not for sleeping on, Stiles. Trufax.

[robinonadderall]

Hey, he wasn't sleeping! He was much chattier when sleeping.

"I'm not dead. Yet."

[dollpocalypse]

"Oh, you're Stiles," Topher concluded intelligently. Then back to the annoyed barista: "Never mind. It's Stiles."

Well. Good thing that was settled.

"Whatcha doing?" Topher sing-songed at Stiles as his drink was being made.

[robinonadderall]

"Getting caffeine into my system before going back to my room," he said, lifting his head up and propping his chin on his hand. "I'm so behind in Physics."

Well, behind for Stiles. Which meant he was in danger of getting a B.

[dollpocalypse]

"I think caffeine usually needs to be consumed from an upright position," Topher suggested. "And Physics is super easy. Want help?"

[robinonadderall]

"Nah, I can handle it. It's not the subject material, I'm just slacking on getting assignments in," he said, shaking his head. "And why am I not surpised that you think that class is easy?"

Because Topher was a nerd, Stiles.

[dollpocalypse]

"'Cause I'm the best. At everything. Ever."

That was... one interpretation.

"Seriously, I'll do your work for you if you want. There is not enough science at this school."

[throughaphase]

Despite having a coffee maker at home, Kitty seemed to be at the Perk a lot. Whatever, she didn't have fancy syrups at her apartment and she was supporting small businesses.

She'd just gotten her coffee and was about to head out the door when she found herself trying to recognize the head on the table. "A couch might be more comfortable," she offered.

[robinonadderall]

"It's not so bad," Stiles said. "Table smells like coffee."

[throughaphase]

"The table probably shouldn't be a substitute for the real thing," she advised.

[robinonadderall]

"Well I wasn't planning to lick the table," he said. "But I am due for another peppermint mocha. It's a man's drink."

[throughaphase]

"The manliest of all man's drinks," Kitty agreed. "So what's up?"

[robinonadderall]

"Nothing much, just got back from home," he said. "Would you believe that Fandom is a sane place compared to Beacon Hills?"

[ohjellybean.livejournal.com]

"Why so sad, little friend?" Laurie asked, stopping by Stiles' table on her way to the counter.

[robinonadderall]

Oh god, it was the crazy lady drunk.

"I'm taller than you are," Stiles said, sitting up straight. "And I'm not sad. I'm perfectly content with life."

He even smiled to prove that point.

[ohjellybean.livejournal.com]

"You don't look content," Laurie noted, tilting her head at him. "And whatever, you're little just like how Kitty's tiny."

[robinonadderall]

"Oh, well, you've got me there," he said. "Do you also call Derek little? He's not much older than Kitty."

[ohjellybean.livejournal.com]

"...no, but that's because Derek is actually sort of big," Laurie decided thoughtfully. "But I can start. I bet he'll love that."

[robinonadderall]

"Oh he will," Stiles agreed with a nod. "He likes the pet names I give him, anyway."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack, on a caffeine run before he went home, tilted his head at Stiles for a moment. "You could do that in the club if you wanted. Doesn't Eric give you some kind if discount?"

[robinonadderall]

"I get my drinks for free, yeah," he confirmed with a nod. "Or Derek has to pay for them, rather. Same thing."

[bitten_notshy]

"For you it is," Jack agreed easily. "How are you? It's been a while, and that did not look like a happy thing to do."

[robinonadderall]

"Everything back home is falling apart," Stiles admitted with a shake of his head. "We found the kanima's master and wow was he a psycho. That probably goes without saying though."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack's mouth twitched. "Somehow it's never the sane sorcerers who start making killer beasts," he said. "I've no idea why. Did you get anywhere with stopping him?"

[robinonadderall]

"He was killed, but not by us. We're guessing the kanima has a new master now," he said, sighing. "So we're back at square one. Things are getting real bad, Jack. It's not just the kanima, there's hunters and you can't go to a party without someone trying to poison you and the worst part is that Scott and Derek don't trust each other at all which is stupid because their plans to fix things clash more often than not."