Feels like Home (Stiles Stilinski)

"Something is off,something is missing."

𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓋ℴ𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀,𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓃𝒶𝓂ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁ℯ𝒹. 𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝓁ℴℴ𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝓊𝓅, ℴ𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉ℴ 𝓈ℯℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓇ℴℴ𝓂 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃ℊℯ𝒹. 𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒶 𝓂ℴ𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉, 𝓌ℴ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒾𝒻 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ ℴ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ𝓈 𝓇ℴℴ𝓂𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓉ℯ𝒶𝒹.

𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℴℴ𝓂 𝓁ℴℴ𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓇, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ𝓈. 𝒮ℴ, 𝓌𝒽ℴ'𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℴℴ𝓂 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒾𝓉? And the weird part? You felt at home in the unknown room.

𝒴ℴ𝓊𝓇 ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℴℴ𝓂, 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝒾𝓉 𝒻ℯ𝓁𝓁 𝓊𝓅ℴ𝓃 𝒶 𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓇ℴ𝓈𝓈ℯ 𝒿ℯ𝓇𝓈ℯ𝓎, 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝒹. 𝒲𝒶𝓁𝓀𝒾𝓃ℊ ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓉ℴ 𝒾𝓉, 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓅𝒾𝒸𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝓊𝓅 𝟚𝟜
𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓃 ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀. 𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓋ℴ𝒾𝒸ℯ 𝒶ℊ𝒶𝒾𝓃.
"𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆 (𝒀/𝑵), 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖."

𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝓇𝒶𝓃 𝓉ℴ 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝒽ℴ𝓃ℯ, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯ𝒽ℴ𝓌 ℯ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝒹 𝓊𝓅 ℊ𝓇𝒶𝒷𝒷𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓃ℴ𝓉ℯ 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀.
𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝒻𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓅ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝓇ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 𝓅𝒶ℊℯ𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝒶ℊℯ𝓈, 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝒶𝓎𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒶𝓂ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ. 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒜𝓂ℯ ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹. 𝙎𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙨
"𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔? 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔?"

𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀, 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝒻𝓊𝓈ℯ𝒹. 𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓃ℴ 𝒸𝓁𝓊ℯ 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅ℯ𝓃𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓈𝓊𝒹𝒹ℯ𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓌ℯ'𝓇ℯ 𝓎𝒶𝓃𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒶 𝓈ℯ𝒸ℴ𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝒸𝓁ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓇 𝓁ℴℴ𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝒶 𝒷𝓁𝓊ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓉-𝓊𝓅 𝒿ℯℯ𝓅. 𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝓇𝓊𝒷𝒷ℯ𝒹 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈, 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝒻𝓊𝓈ℯ𝒹 𝒶𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝓌𝒽𝓎 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽ℴ𝓌 𝓎ℴ𝓊 ℊℴ𝓉 ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ.
ℐ𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹, 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓃ℴ𝓉ℯ𝒷ℴℴ𝓀, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒿ℯ𝓇𝓈ℯ𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓈 ℊℴ𝓃ℯ.



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