@cherylblcsscms liked for a starter <3
// southsider!Stiles sounds like fun, maybe? Well... more angsty than fun lol sorry :|
“Why are you here?” He asked the girl. A serpent, in his trailer - if anyone saw, if anyone bothered to tell anyone about it - or if anyone was paid to tell anyone about it, he was definitely screwed. Then again, she’d shown up here out of the blue a few times, now, so either way, he’s probably about to be dragged into this town’s soap-opera level drama one way or another.
“I’ve made it pretty clear literally every time you come here that I’d rather you not,” He said, from his place on his shitty couch. “I don’t know anything, and I plainly refuse to get involved, thanks, so why do you even bother?”
And he could deal with just about any serpent. But this one, in particular - bright red leather jacket, with hair like that and a name like Cheryl Blossom - good god, what was he being dragged into this time? He’s tried his best to keep a low profile, and he’s done a damn good job of it all things considered. But it’s hard not to notice this girl - far too hard for his liking.
“It’s not like I can help,” he added. “The only reason the ghoulies have left me well alone is because I don’t get involved. I’d like for things to stay that way, Blossom.”
