Dec 31, 2013
It was not hard to find the shitty motel room Scotts father stayed at after Melissa had thrown him out. It should have been harder probably, but there were only so many places to stay at in Beacon Hills, and Stiles had always been good with words. So he stood there, wondering if he should knock, before deciding that he could barge in just like the man had barged into the town. Rude and without even attempting to ask. Unlocking the door with not completely legal means, he opened the door with a loud bang, slamming it shut right behind him. " So, Agent Mccall. You and I need to have a talk. Under my conditions this time. "
