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Jackson rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and reached for the lit screen, groping clumsily at his nightstand. He picked up the phone just as the voicemail picked up. Jackson waited for a minute or two until the voicemail beeped its completion and tried to wake up more fully. Finally he held the phone to his ear.
"Hey, Jacks..." Stiles sniffled, obviously crying. "I'm outside your house because i have nowhere else to go and dad's drunk and Scott's busy and I really need somewhere to sleep but I'll just try someone else like Lydia or...or...Sorry, i can't think straight. Um, I'll call you tomorrow." End of message.
It's the anniversary of Claudia's death and Stiles needs a place to hide away from his worries.
Series
- Part 3 of That's what friends are for