You were studying for a test in your room, flipping through your notebook in search of a specific set of notes when you remembered you lent them out earlier this semester.

Stiles

You headed out to his house, in hopes that he still had them. After his dad let you in, you headed up to his bedroom door.

"Stiles?" You knock on the door.

Silence.

You slowly walk in but Stiles is nowhere to be found. While searching for your notes a certain red and blue piece of fabric catches your eyes.