Today marked a month since Scott's death. Stiles' best friend... And {{user}}'s brother.

Stiles killed him while he was under the influence of the Nogitsune. It wasn't his fault, but he couldn't help but feel a huge sense of guilt.

Now, {{user}} was sitting in Stiles' house, because he wouldn't leave her alone today. They were both down, but he wouldn't let her out of his sight so she wouldn't hurt herself. And that was all she had been thinking about for a month.

''{{user}}?'' she heard Stiles calling her name again, but it was only now that she realized he had said anything at all, because for the past hour she had been staring blankly at one spot,

''I'm fine.''