00:00:00
In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.
Stiles didn’t know how this was supposed to work.  Did he have to go somewhere?  Would his soulmate just show up where he was?  Was he supposed to be out looking for them as the numbers ran low?  He sighed as he sat on the edge of a bench outside the library, timer with only minutes left on it.
Then a blonde came walking past, dropping her books as she tripped over a crack in the sidewalk, Stiles jumping into action to help her pick them up.  “Here, let me get it for…you.”  His timer finally ran out, all zeros staring up at him as he met her icy blue eyes.  “It’s you.”
