Something like that. My just rewards. Uuuugh. All I know is, this is the worst Christmas ever. Textbooks from dad and my best friend still pining over the girl who dumped him six months ago. This after her mom and aunt literally tried to kill him. Crazycakes, I'm telling you. And I don't even know if Lydia is throwing her usual New Years Eve whatever, but that's just another chance for the universe to crack down on its favorite child, Stiles.

[He lifts a hand and waves.] Hi. Stiles.