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robinonadderall) wrote2013-03-20 10:19 am
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Room 329 | Wednesday Morning
Stiles usually wasn't too huge of a fan of Fandom weirdness affecting him, but he had to admit once in awhile good things came from it. The milkshake deliciousness from Sunday, for example. Another example? The island having even less patience with Stiles growing out his hair than Stiles himself had. When he woke up Wednesday he found that the awkward porcupine hair he had been hiding under a hat the last few weeks had turned into something he wouldn't mind being seen sporting in public. And it took half the time it usually did. Thanks, Fandom!
Now what was he going to do with this hat? It smelled kind of weird. Could you put hats in the wash? Maybe it was a lost cause. It might need to be burned. Or given to Puppy Joe as a chew toy.
[Wah-lah, long hair. Door and post are open]
Now what was he going to do with this hat? It smelled kind of weird. Could you put hats in the wash? Maybe it was a lost cause. It might need to be burned. Or given to Puppy Joe as a chew toy.
[Wah-lah, long hair. Door and post are open]
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A topic she wasn't going to go into right now. Mr. Moxy had tired of Cade's stuff and meowed at her feet, cleearly thinking it was time to go, and Natalie agreed. But, she was standing pretty close to Stiles, and thought she should do one last thing. Which was to lean in to press a kiss on his cheek.
Always an excellent opportunity to lower one's voice.
"This is just one of them."
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He was such a sucker.
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It worked somehow, didn't it?
She stepped back and scooped her cat off the floor. "Maybe. See you later."