Let's take into consideration that after my last stay at the Shop Hotel, I've been keeping my ears to the ground for any signs of anything out of the ordinary. People like me. I've heard exactly jack shit. Do you know what that makes me, Nogitsune?
Next time you're the one in control, make things easier for the both of us and don't talk to me. And yeah, I know I messaged you here, but I didn't want to freak out the new guy. That's your job.
And when he meets Stiles? And Stiles is called Thomas? You've set yourself up for being discovered by even more people. Which, hey. No skin off my nose. The more people that know, the more people we'll have who want you out and eventually, that will happen.
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