"Yeah," Stiles relents with a nod, and pushes himself to his sneakered feet. He can't pinpoint what exactly it is that has him on edge, whether it's this place, or Isaac, or just the weight of the last year's worth of insanity. Whatever it is, though, he knows it's not Isaac's fault, and he doesn't have to ask why Isaac chooses to hide out in an alternate universe most of the time these days.
"They let you in the bar?" he asks as they scuff across the meticulous lawn.
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Date: 2013-10-19 06:33 pm (UTC)"They let you in the bar?" he asks as they scuff across the meticulous lawn.