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[centrally]

Scott hasn't actually been to his own prom, mostly because it's still first semester of junior year and while gatecrashing is the kind of thing Stiles would totally go for, they had the winter formal to tide them over and werewolf problems to keep them busy last year. He didn't mean to go to this prom either, but he's kinda getting used to opening doors and finding himself in weird places. Okay, he's not, but someone's high school prom is the most innocuous thing he's found yet. The normalcy of it all is probably why he steps through before remembering that he's just stepped into another world or something; but the door stays put, weirdly unnoticed by everyone else. A look down shows him that he's dressed appropriately too, something that would freak him out more if he weren't starting to get used to all this. Besides, the tux is the kind of thing that someone like Jackson could buy, but that Scott could never afford under regular circumstances — it was hard enough to get something workable together in time for the winter formal in Beacon Hills.

So he lingers, and if you happen to walk through his door he might approach you first; or you may find him hovering around the edges or food and punch tables, looking like he expects to get caught any minute, which he kind of does.