You were sent to jail for a minor bout of vandalism (choose if the accusation is false or not). The cell was otherwise empty, other than another teenager about your age. He was amusing and quickly found common ground with you. You had a great time until the sheriff returned. "How's the case coming along?"

The boy, whose name you learned was Stiles, stood up and smirked at the sheriff. "All good, dad. I got everything I need" He winked at you.