By the gods || Eric & Stiles
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“It’s hard to find you, dear friend. “ Stiles greets the male next to him as he settles into a place at the bar. It had taken him a few weeks to travel through the country and locate the other. But it had been years since he had seen the other. Maybe longer, Stiles had lost a bit of time there. “I go by Stiles now. “ He mentions, taking out his own glass and drink out of seemingly nowhere. “Most mortals here cant say my name. It’s blasphemy to hear them butch it all the time. “ Stiles complains, as he takes a sip, bright amber eyes watching his long time friend intently.















