“Yeah sounds good. Wait- you worked at a graveyard?” Stiles noted, voice incredulous. “Now that, is something you don’t hear often.” He remarked, eyebrows raised. “Tell me about it.” Stiles prompted slipping his jacket back on as he made to stand up from the table.
Isaac…
Stiles smiled smugly at Isaac. “You guessed right. I have zero brain to mouth filter.” He said happily, grabbing a...