002: Ring ring, phone call for Mrs. Harvelle

[runboyrun]

Open because Stiles can't work the comm properly yet.

Uh... hey, is that Ellen?

[Behold Stiles' most charming smile. Which is actually pretty darned charming, considering how much practice it's gotten with getting him out of sticky situations.]

So, I was talking to a guy who said that talking to you would be a good place to start if I was looking into learning how not to get my ass kicked. Because not gonna lie, that would be useful information for me to have, considering my history.

I'm Stiles, by the way.

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[packpapa]

And how much damage did you cause with your trial and error?

[ His eyebrows are judging, because he knows about the keying of the car and getting Scott beaten up, and the ridiculous attempt at handcuffing a werewolf of all people to a radiator. ]

If the two of you had come to me in the first place, I could have saved you a lot of trouble.

[ But no one got hurt, so he keeps it light, teasing, the way they've grown used to since landing themselves here; it lacks the heat they used to have in Beacon Hills, but he tries not to think about that too much. ]

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[runboyrun]

Eh, not much.

[His mouth quirks, and he can't even pretend at repentance.]

Yeah, you would've got him to dump Allison in a week.

[Which, in hindsight, given the obscene amount of werewolf-abuse she chose to hand out... is a decision he is not condemning out of hand.]