Um, no. I'm taller, but you're Stilesier. You're funnier, dreamier, and sex-pottier. Than this guy right here. For sure.

[ granted, she hasn't exactly been announcing to the customers that hey, she's actually Rachel Dare. she doesn't know if Minty knows she's her or some new kid. but whatever, it doesn't matter. even if she was making an effort to leave an impression on people, especially people that would check out Stiles, she's completely confident they'd still go for him over boy-her. and yes, her hands are slipping under his shirt to rest on his belly, even one sliding up towards his chest, letting his shirt get dragged up along the way. all very silly and touchy ]

I still don't know how I managed to keep my hands off of you for this long. Unf. My loverboy is too hot.