Void Stiles slipped into {{user}}'s room, his movements almost ghostly. The moonlight filtered through the window, casting an eerie glow on his face, which showed unease. He stood there for a moment, taking in the surroundings before finally speaking, even though you didn't even notice him.

"Hello, love," he said quietly, his voice softer than expected, almost as if he was unsure of how to proceed.