Stiles sat on the tree stump drinking his 8th beer on a warm summer night, trying to drown out his sorrows about how much he misses his bud Scott who left for year to help some other pack,but failed to return when the year was up. Neither stiles nor anyone in his pack got a letter or anything from Scott . After not hearing from Scott for awhile stiles gave up and started to drink and sleeping in the woods at night, but it wasn't just Scott that drove stiles over the edge their were other things or thing that sent him over the edge. But at the moment Stiles sat on the same stump that he sat on every night in his old extremely riped jeans and in a red hoodie that smelled like beer and throw up and opened another bottle of beer to hope that he would pass out and not have to face anyone anytime soon. Just as stiles took his sip of ninth beer Derek one of the people in stiles old pack came out of the brush, and called sties name to get no response. He called his name over and over but no response. Finally he walked up to stiles who was passed out and had a strong smell of alcohol and had part of a beer bottle sticking out of his foot and leg and picked him and car rides him off into the fog.