( court jester )

                    “Yeah, that would have been pretty weird.
                     Can you imagine trying to fit into those
                     tiny desk now? My legs would go to the
                     other end of the table in those little
                     chairs I’d get serious leg cramps.”

                                   { Stiles was going to respond to that
                                     and pray she was joking. The fact
                                     he was still way excited about making
                                     Latkes by himself before dad came home. }

            “Bubbe always said that wine was the best
             side dish you could have for latkes! Happy
             Chanukah to me. Do you want any? Like
             wine or latkes? Cause I’ve definitely got
             a lot of both.”

{ She breathes a laugh, shaking her head slowly.
 Stiles is all limbs–gangly and awkward–so the
 thought of him scrambling as he topples over
 the tiny chair beneath him and getting tangled up
 in the legs of the table is an amusing one. }

                                                     "Well. Can’t argue with Bubbe, can I?“

                                        {Sighs. }

         ”—-As long as you promise to resist…temptation…
                         I guess I can stay for that. Sure.“