explicit, allison/scott/stiles, 13265
the first tw fic i ever started, and to date the longest work i've ever written by far *tosses confetti*
"That's why I like you, Stiles, you get right to the point."
Stiles chokes. He has officially lost control of this conversation.
"I have a theory," Allison says, smiling slyly. "How did you put it? Once is an incident, twice is a coincidence —"
"— Three times is a pattern?"