Mar 21, 2014
Meeting the Father||Closed
Emrys was lounging back in the chair, looking around the interrogation room and wondering what he was in for this time. He hadn't done anything even remotely illegal in town but...maybe the Sheriff had found out about his record from New York. He didn't know if Stiles had told his father about them but no one wants someone with Emrys' past hanging around for long.
'Can we hurry this up. I do have places to be you know.' He could sense them watching him through the mirror, leaning back to give his crooked grin to whoever stood there. 'Been through this enough times to know you're there.'