Okay. I'll start stocking up. Maybe you can get a headstart at the library and I'll meet you once I've decimated literally every shelf? Or - wait. You're the one with a job. And money. For food. You should probably stock up on supplies. That I'll... then... steal... a portion of. For myself. No big deal. I'll meet you at the library? Post-Logan texting.
Wait, wait. Say hi for me. I need you to say hi for me. And, like, prove that you did it. Screenshot the message. And his response.
[ which, you know, is mock outrageous. definitely not real ourageous. stiles isn't actually, legitimately mildly annoyed that logan didn't drop everything he was talking about to say hi back to stiles. that would be ridiculous. and not at all hurtful. smh. ]
Dude, just pick up things that look like they'd last. I trust you. Does Logan know we're not old enough to buy him booze? You should probably tell him that if he asks.
and i already got that out of the way. that was the first thing i told him we wouldn't be able to get before he even asked. i'm kind of on the fence about the cigars tbh but.
I just don't know why he couldn't say hi back. Someone says hi to you. You say hi. This is, like, basic human interaction 101. It would've taken him two seconds to exhibit a baseline level of consideration. If I said hi to you, you'd totally say hi back. Because you're nice, and you love me. Don't get him any cigars. Tell him Stiles said he's not allowed any cigars. Tell him I'm not buying him any cigars and neither are you.
[ really, that heart emoji is more trouble than its worth. stiles gets a boost of adrenaline, sure, that's great, but then he's just left mildly disgusted with himself for getting so out of sorts over a fucking heart emoji. unbelievable. pressing on. ]
Okay, okay, okay. I'm gonna go to the library. Buy me some good stuff. Gummi worms. Something like that. Should we make ourselves sick on processed sugar before all the food in Maine, like, evaporates? One last hurrah that ends in a flash flood of vomit before we're left to starve? Ugh, wait, no. What if all the food in town is already poisoned? Maybe Ramona's warning us that we're already in danger. Maybe stocking up on supplies is a bad idea. Ugh. Library. I'm going. Bye.
[ the paranoia on this guy. ... is understandably relatable, if billy's honest, but someone has to keep a somewhat level head between the two of them. ]
i've got this, stiles. i'll make sure everything checks out, and i'll get you gummy worms and whatever else you can think of between now and the check-out line at the supermarket. make sure to text me about anything you find that you think might be super important. see you in an hour. ish.
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Or - wait.
You're the one with a job. And money. For food. You should probably stock up on supplies. That I'll... then... steal... a portion of. For myself. No big deal.
I'll meet you at the library? Post-Logan texting.
Wait, wait.
Say hi for me.
I need you to say hi for me. And, like, prove that you did it. Screenshot the message.
And his response.
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okay, yeah.
just text me a list of stuff you want.
logan wants me to pick some stuff up for him too while i'm out so like
don't rush at the library.
[ ... ]
wait, you're the one with a car.
actually, it's fine. i got it.
[ and, as promised. ]
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[ which, you know, is mock outrageous. definitely not real ourageous. stiles isn't actually, legitimately mildly annoyed that logan didn't drop everything he was talking about to say hi back to stiles. that would be ridiculous. and not at all hurtful. smh. ]
Dude, just pick up things that look like they'd last. I trust you.
Does Logan know we're not old enough to buy him booze? You should probably tell him that if he asks.
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and i already got that out of the way.
that was the first thing i told him we wouldn't be able to get before he even asked.
i'm kind of on the fence about the cigars tbh but.
anyway. are you allergic to anything?
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Someone says hi to you. You say hi.
This is, like, basic human interaction 101. It would've taken him two seconds to exhibit a baseline level of consideration.
If I said hi to you, you'd totally say hi back. Because you're nice, and you love me.
Don't get him any cigars.
Tell him Stiles said he's not allowed any cigars. Tell him I'm not buying him any cigars and neither are you.
[ no time for allergy talk. he's dwelling, hi. ]
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he's not exactly your friendly neighborhood spider-man.
i was thinking about accidentally "forgetting" to buy them.
but i'll tell him, hold on.
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You're my favorite.
I'm glad we're friends.
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for posterity. 💖
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Okay, okay, okay. I'm gonna go to the library. Buy me some good stuff. Gummi worms. Something like that.
Should we make ourselves sick on processed sugar before all the food in Maine, like, evaporates? One last hurrah that ends in a flash flood of vomit before we're left to starve?
Ugh, wait, no. What if all the food in town is already poisoned? Maybe Ramona's warning us that we're already in danger. Maybe stocking up on supplies is a bad idea.
Ugh.
Library.
I'm going.
Bye.
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i've got this, stiles.
i'll make sure everything checks out, and i'll get you gummy worms and whatever else you can think of between now and the check-out line at the supermarket.
make sure to text me about anything you find that you think might be super important.
see you in an hour. ish.