you and Stiles were in the local library, working to try and find out more newspaper articles about Donovan Donati.

Stiles had excused himself to the bathroom, leaving you with his things: keys, wallet, phone, and other trinkets from his pockets.

what had caught your attention was that his wallet had opened as it hit the table, revealing the contents in it: his debit card, school ID, a few coins and bills, a few condoms, jeez Stiles ..and a polaroid of you in the ID compartment.