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[hypercompetent]

Yo, this is Stiles. I'm out saving the world or something, so leave me a message and I'll get back to you.
text > voicemail > email > whatever!

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DAWN OF THE SECOND DAY

[triskeles]

You were trying to take down mistletoe, weren't you? Your scent's everywhere that they're hanging up.

[ He absolutely has not slept since Scott called him, and now he's... trying to track Stiles' scent somewhere. ]

But you just-- you disappeared. You've been everywhere in the mansion but every trail is a day old or more. [ A slow sigh, giving him pause. ] Where are you, Stiles?