That wouldn't count, because it wasn't a gift like the original shirt is. Which I really like, by the way. Though I like to think people know better than to touch without asking me first anyway. [ snerk ] But I see your point.

[ her fingers splay out wide before curling up with Stiles' again, her thumb tapping out an absent patten on the back of his hand. ]

So, is this- [ weh labels. weh thinking. weh tempting fate. ] -me and you, are we an us now? Like, an implied, off-the-market situation? "Dating" is a stupid word. So are boyfriend and girlfriend. [ and Rachel's nervous? Rachel's nervous. ] But I wouldn't mind being your girl. If you're cool with that.