Yeah, I got it. She literally lives across the street from me, so I invited her over for dinner. She thinks I'm a bannerman.

[His face is literally 8D behind the feed. And that muffled sound you're hearing is in fact him doing a little victory dance. Uh-huh. Go Stiles. It's your birthday, it's your birthday.]

I like to think we share a couple of awesome qualities. I'm sort of like the Neville Longbottom of the group already, but you know, Neville cut the head off a goddamn snake. So I'm pretty okay with that.