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𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚-𝒔𝒊𝒙 | 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝔂'𝓼 𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻
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𝘈 𝘋𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘥
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CHARLOTTE LISTENS TO COACH CONTINUOUSLY blow his whistle to the student seated beside her. She glances to Scott, each of them just as concerned as the other as Stiles remains in a dazed state of mind, staring blankly into space. "Stilinski!"
"Uh huh?"
"I asked you a question!"
"Uh... Sorry, Coach," he apologises. "What was it?"
"It was, 'Stilinski, are you paying attention back there?'" Coach tells him with a small, sarcastic smile.
"Oh. Well, I am now," Stiles answers hesitantly, placing his pen up to his lips.
Finstock huffs a sigh and points a finger at the boy. "Stilinski, stop reminding me why I drink..." He lowers his voice to a mutter as he adds, "Every night."
Normally Charlotte would have laughed at Coach, but her eyes stay trained on Stiles. Feeling a burning stare on the sides of his head, he turns to find both of his best friends looking at him in concern. "I'm okay, I just fell asleep for a second."
