Where You go Im Going

They shower at the same time, like they always used to when they were kids and Melissa would herd them into the tub after a day of frolicking in the sun so they didn’t track dirt through the house. Those days were playful days—moments of respite in the intermittent dreariness of Stiles’ mom’s sickness and Scott’s parents’ divorce—and often devolved into bubble-fights drenching an impressive area of the bathroom for two seven-year-old boys.Now it’s different, but still familiar. They’re almost ten years older. It’s gasoline instead of mud being washed off their skin, and so much has changed, but they’re still them. Still Scott and Stiles.—Missing scene of Scott and Stiles taking care of each other before leaving the Glen Capri.