Stiles: do you know Danny doesn't like me-
Scott: Stiles-
Stiles: Like every time I even make eye contact with him, he grimaces and looks away like- what the fuck
Scott: yo-
Stiles: like who gave him the right to judge me and for no re-
Scott: Stiles!...he saw you kissing Derek..
Stiles: *confused* which means?
Scott: Let me rephrase. He saw you kissing Miguel









