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Stiles had ducked out of the dance fairly early on, deciding he had done his teenagerly duty and had at least shown up. Then he headed off (without even a sip of spiked punch!) towards the place he actually wanted to be tonight.
He let himself inside, picking up Puppy Joe on the way to the living room. The dog immediately tried to do his best to knock Stiles' flower crown off his head. Which was rude.
[For Derek and SP 'cause it's late and I gotta work tomorrow]
He let himself inside, picking up Puppy Joe on the way to the living room. The dog immediately tried to do his best to knock Stiles' flower crown off his head. Which was rude.
[For Derek and SP 'cause it's late and I gotta work tomorrow]
