[ it's hard for stiles to feel like he's not imposing at the best of times, so even though this is actually kind of a helpful switch, he can't deny the soft stirring of dread in his stomach when billy sends him an audio file. he's touched, but also kind of embarrassed, and rather than reply with a clip of his own, stiles just - calls billy directly. ring ring.
hi, he says, when billy picks up. there's a second or two before he continues. ]
So, uh - first of all, yes, your robot voice is beyond reproach. I made you a british gentleman. I already kind of miss him? He's way cooler than you.
[ ha ha. stiles stretches out, blinking up at the ceiling fan spinning in slow, gradual circles above him, moving too slowly to really blow any air down. he takes a breath. maybe this was a bad idea. it's easier to talk about harder shit over text. over audio clips. ]
Anyway - look, yeah, between James and my friend from home, I've got my bases covered. I didn't tell you this so you'd... feel like you need to take care of me, I just...
[ how does he word this? he won't say "don't worry about me", because he knows he kind of popped that can of worms open when he first brought this up, and he can't tell billy that he told him all of this because he's become a rather large cornerstone of his life here, because that'll add a layer of guilt into their friendship that he really isn't willing to pile on. it takes stiles another beat of hesitation before he settles on something (hopefully) neutral enough and cavalier enough to get his point across while keeping billy at relative ease. ]
We've been hanging out a lot, lately. I wanted to give you a heads up about this thing I'm dealing with in case something did go bad while we were together, or - I don't know, maybe this is a dealbreaker! Maybe you wanna run screaming to the hills now. That's fine! Better you know sooner rather than later, or. Whatever.
[ stiles sits up, mildly annoyed. he's screwing this up. he sounds kind of impatient when he keeps talking. frustrated. he could be handling this better. ]
Look, I've been having a pretty good month, so with any luck, we'll actually never have to talk about this again. We're in a magic freaking fairyland - this could come good on its own. Who knows.
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hi, he says, when billy picks up. there's a second or two before he continues. ]
So, uh - first of all, yes, your robot voice is beyond reproach. I made you a british gentleman. I already kind of miss him? He's way cooler than you.
[ ha ha. stiles stretches out, blinking up at the ceiling fan spinning in slow, gradual circles above him, moving too slowly to really blow any air down. he takes a breath. maybe this was a bad idea. it's easier to talk about harder shit over text. over audio clips. ]
Anyway - look, yeah, between James and my friend from home, I've got my bases covered. I didn't tell you this so you'd... feel like you need to take care of me, I just...
[ how does he word this? he won't say "don't worry about me", because he knows he kind of popped that can of worms open when he first brought this up, and he can't tell billy that he told him all of this because he's become a rather large cornerstone of his life here, because that'll add a layer of guilt into their friendship that he really isn't willing to pile on. it takes stiles another beat of hesitation before he settles on something (hopefully) neutral enough and cavalier enough to get his point across while keeping billy at relative ease. ]
We've been hanging out a lot, lately. I wanted to give you a heads up about this thing I'm dealing with in case something did go bad while we were together, or - I don't know, maybe this is a dealbreaker! Maybe you wanna run screaming to the hills now. That's fine! Better you know sooner rather than later, or. Whatever.
[ stiles sits up, mildly annoyed. he's screwing this up. he sounds kind of impatient when he keeps talking. frustrated. he could be handling this better. ]
Look, I've been having a pretty good month, so with any luck, we'll actually never have to talk about this again. We're in a magic freaking fairyland - this could come good on its own. Who knows.