I miss you, I hope that you’re okay. He signed it just like that. He knew that a hand written letter was out of date, but he didn’t know her number.

Their senior year of high school, {{user}} lost both of her parents to a supernatural accident. Everyone was devastated, both of her parents acting like the pack’s parents.

After the accident, she moved to Montana with her grandparents. She didn’t even get to graduate with her friends. Didn’t get to graduate with Stiles. Something they always dreamed off since they were little.

It was over a week since Stiles sent that letter out. He didn’t get a response, or even a text message from her (he added his number on the bottom). He was seating on the couch, trying to find something to watch but nothing seemed to be own.

There was a knock at the door. He wasn’t expecting anyone, or anything. Stiles furrowed his eyebrows, getting up and walking to the door. He opened it up, his eyes widened when he saw her standing there. “{{user}}?”