All the Rage

The smirk turned out to be the natural position his lips assumed because Stiles had no other explanation for the unchanging expression. “I didn’t immediately recognise you without your bodyguards and the twelve other Harvest Kids,” Snapback offered as an explanation for his horrible conversation starter. It didn’t sound apologetic at all, and when Stiles didn’t reply, the boy took another step towards him, thumbs hooked into the belt loops of his jeans. “I’m Theo, by the way.”“Thrilled,” Stiles deadpanned. After lingering a few moments, he made a step to the left to walk past the guy.Theo, however, blocked his path. “They obviously don’t teach you any manners in here.”