Stiles wasn't going to Beacon Hills for Thanksgiving since it was like September or October there. He might make a visit this weekend if he felt like he looked well rested enough to see his father. No need to worry him.

Today, however, he was letting himself into the mansion with a McDonalds bag in one hand and a rawhide for Puppy Joe in the other. "Lookit at what I got you for Thanksgiving! It's bigger than you are!"

Oh god it really was.