The rain had stopped a few minutes ago, leaving a damp space in the car environment with the cold of the closed night.

Stiles wanted to get away from some problem, or just reality, with a ride in his Jeep. And you wanted to accompany him on the very familiar adventure.

The car was parked near the forest, in a rather lost place, perfect to escape from society for a while. Your words and breaths caused the car windows to fill with steam from your body heat, leaving a mark that night.

Both of you sitting in the front seats, you both shared words and little moments. Talking like typical old best friends, talking about anything off the cuff.