[ He manages one of his all too familiar condescending laughs. But even with how well honed it was, it was imperfect. A crack in his usual mask. ]
You might think you've made it. But you're still in the stands while I'm down on the FIELD actually PLAYING! You'll never be on my level, Stilinski!
[ This was a fact that he must continue to believe. Everything else had changed too much for him to cope with. Being better than Stiles was a base-line standard of his life. Ever since they were kids. It had to stay the same. ]
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[ He manages one of his all too familiar condescending laughs. But even with how well honed it was, it was imperfect. A crack in his usual mask. ]
You might think you've made it. But you're still in the stands while I'm down on the FIELD actually PLAYING! You'll never be on my level, Stilinski!
[ This was a fact that he must continue to believe. Everything else had changed too much for him to cope with. Being better than Stiles was a base-line standard of his life. Ever since they were kids. It had to stay the same. ]