May 12, 2019
@fcirydusts
Stiles knew what he was doing was a little crazy, even for his standards. But honestly, he couldn’t wait another week for the semester at MIT to be over and for his favorite girl to be back in Beacon Hills. So that’s what brought the boy to the halls of MIT, rushing past the students hanging out in the hallways as he moved to room 304. Large bouquet of red roses in his hands, Stiles finally reached the door he had been looking for. “Oh god, I hope she’s here..” he muttered to himself, suddenly realizing he really didn’t think this through well enough. Decided it was too late to turn back, Stiles took a small breathe before knocking twice. Quickly, he hid his face behind the bouquet to wait and see if Lydia would open the door.