Room 329 | Early Sunday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Taking extra classes was kind of a pain in the ass after getting used to the whole relaxed Fandom approach to teaching and homework. But he owed it to his father to get into a good college and get as many scholarships as he could because being a sheriff of a town full of supernatural fuckery didn't make as much money as you would think. So he was laying in bed with his chemistry book propped against his pillows and was doing his very best to not get distracted by his laptop or his phone. Once he got on one of those productivity for the day would be lost.

It was actually going pretty well until Puppy Joe decided he wanted to flop down right on Stiles' text book. "Dude, not cool."

Puppy Joe just rolled over onto his back adorably. Maybe he was happy his daddies were sort of talking again.

[Door and post are open, sure]

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[nomoresportscars]

"... What the hell is that?"

The better question would have been about why the hell was Jackson standing in this particular doorway.

But seriously. Puppy Joe was a confusing ball of fluff.

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

Cade wandered in with a sack of burgers from Moobyland and grunted in Stiles' general direction, his mouth full of fries.

Cade was classy that way.

He held up the bag in an universal "want any?" gesture.