[BOOK 5] "𝙞 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚, 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 - 𝙞 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡."
For three whole months, Aspen and Stiles been happy. But that was until the Wild Hunt made it's way t...
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ASPEN was supposed to fly back out to Boston a week ago, once they were all sure that this war was over. But when she started to pack up her things again, she realised that she'd been given all this time to just hang out with her friends, without a single burden weighing down their shoulders.
Malia had finished with her summer school classes, and her and Isaac had booked a getaway to France together. They were leaving next week. Scott was finally packed for UC Davis, ready to actually go this time, and Lydia was ready to begin MIT too.
Derek and Ace were technically still on the run from the FBI, so when they left town, they decided they'd make the most out of a bad situation—while the circumstance sucked, they saw it as a chance to finally go travelling the world, together.
Stiles was also meant to be back in Virginia by now, but he'd contacted his internship supervisor telling him he needed to extend his leave by a few days.
Everyone was ready to finally move on with their lives, but not without spending their final moments all together for what would be the last time in a long time.
Tonight, the whole group were hanging out in the McCall living room, talking, reminiscing and laughing. Even Liam was tagging along for the fun night, since Mason was out of town for the weekend.
Aspen was laid down on one of the couches, with her head rested in Stiles' lap—who held a can of beer in his right hand, his other hand intertwined with his girlfriend's.
Isaac was sat on an arm chair, where Malia was sat on one of the arm rests, the two of them cuddling and laughing the night away. Liam was taking up a whole couch to himself.
They were playing a game of charades—Scott, Aspen, and Stiles against Isaac, Liam, Malia and Lydia.
"Okay, we need team names!" Scott exclaimed with a wide grin as he and Lydia were stood in front of two whiteboards they had prompted on the coffee table.
"Ooh!" Aspen exclaimed, shooting her hands up, "I vote for the Ass Trio!"
Stiles broke out into laughter while he was mid-sipping his drink, and Aspen's comment had caused laughter to erupt from everyone else too.
"You know, I'm surprised no one ever called us that." Stiles laughed at the word all three of their initials spelt.
"Oh we did," Malia shrugged, laughing, "Behind your backs?"
Scott, Stiles, and Aspen all shrugged, not taking any offence by it in the slightest as they all smiled at each other.
"The Ass Trio?" Isaac mocked, "Are you having me on? Team names are supposed to be badass!"
