He will never take you to one again, Stiles.

Scott rolls himself over on his bed, so his back is pressed against the cushion now. He knows he should be over this - that it's not helping anyone to miss Allison like he is - but he can't help it. He's sad, he's lonely, and he's grumpy too. His patience is a little bit short today, unfortunately. "I'm not hungry, Stiles."