[ The Hecate cabin seems eerily quiet. It tends to be eery anyway but there's an unusual stillness in the air once Stiles manages to drag himself inside.
Suddenly, the cabin is filled with the sweet, dulcet tones of his sister where she lurks in her levitated bunk. ]
I swear to Mom, I'm not forgiving you for leaving camp, Stiles!
[ Her frowny face appears from above and she throws a pillow down. ]
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Suddenly, the cabin is filled with the sweet, dulcet tones of his sister where she lurks in her levitated bunk. ]
I swear to Mom, I'm not forgiving you for leaving camp, Stiles!
[ Her frowny face appears from above and she throws a pillow down. ]
Seriously!