Room 329 | Saturday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Needless to say last night could have gone better, but Stiles supposed it could have been worse too. Sure, his back was killing him and he had the urge to call Scott to freak about vampires but it could have been worse.

His chemistry and physics books were on his desk, an annoying reminder that Stiles couldn't just lay in bed because he had schoolwork that he should be doing. He wouldn't be getting into any colleges taking just gym and astronomy. He sighed and rolled, intending on moving off the bed in a calm, graceful manner but instead he rolled too far and ending up falling onto the floor.

"Probably could have done without that."

[Door and post are open, yep]

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[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

"Well, boobs," Cade pointed out philosophically. "And how are you supposed to take it? I asked--no one's ever gone screaming back across the bridge. I'm kind of disappointed to hear that, actually."

[robinonadderall]

"We can't all masturbate our way out of a bad situation, Cade," Stiles said. "Some people handle things a little differently."

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

That would be the most awkward invasion defense strategy ever.

"Like drinking?"

Cade was so helpful.

[robinonadderall]

"That option would save up on hot water and laundry detergent," he said. "And with less body weight you'll probably get drunk faster if you're a girl."

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

"Right," Cade said. "Here's the plan: if we turn into girls, we head for the bar and make stupid people buy us drinks."

Cade: strategic GENIUS.

[robinonadderall]

"I can definitely get behind that idea." Hopefully Stiles wouldn't look like such an babyfaced spaz then. "Wait. What do we do if guys try to hit on us?"

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

Cade shrugged. "Punch 'em?"

This was Cade's solution to a lot of things.