the native returns

That Scott, the one Isaac imagines, is nothing more than Isaac’s impression of a boy who’s been buried under three years’ worth of grit and pain and love and sex and fight and fun. Isaac is the last person who could guess the man Scott is now. He’s spent a few late nights in cyber cafes, haunting social media via hacked profiles, but Scott isn’t the chatty, open adolescent he used to be, full of meaningless status updates and swapping in-jokes on Stiles’s wall. The only information these sessions have yielded is that Scott decided, briefly and ill-advisedly, to try a goatee. He’s not your alpha anymore, a terrible little voice reminds him. And he sure isn’t anything else. Then, just as he’s drifting to sleep, And he never was.
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