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teleios } { hey there little red riding hood
Things Alec planned to do with his evening:
Things Alec did not plan to do with his evening but wound up doing anyway:
It's not that he's complaining - it's something to do which is always nice, but his thoughts keep swinging around to "why should he care?" He doesn't care about this place, as a general rule, beyond his survival in it, but now he's trying to help protect it? He's still weighing the pros and cons as he leads the way through the woods, keeping up with the trail and trying not to be seen - or let Stiles be seen. He's a nice guy, but about as stealthy as a bag of bricks.
The guy stops, he stops, hiding himself behind a nearby tree, and he glances around it for a moment to make sure the coast is clear before gesturing for Stiles to come closer. Slowly. Quietly. Without drawing undue attention to himself.
Please.
Get some fresh air - check Wander in the woods - check Maybe find someone nice to talk to - check(ish - jury's still out on Stiles)
Things Alec did not plan to do with his evening but wound up doing anyway:
Follow around a creepy guy who wasn't entirely organic because Stiles's "spidey sense" (whatever the hell that is) is tingling
It's not that he's complaining - it's something to do which is always nice, but his thoughts keep swinging around to "why should he care?" He doesn't care about this place, as a general rule, beyond his survival in it, but now he's trying to help protect it? He's still weighing the pros and cons as he leads the way through the woods, keeping up with the trail and trying not to be seen - or let Stiles be seen. He's a nice guy, but about as stealthy as a bag of bricks.
The guy stops, he stops, hiding himself behind a nearby tree, and he glances around it for a moment to make sure the coast is clear before gesturing for Stiles to come closer. Slowly. Quietly. Without drawing undue attention to himself.
Please.
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