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robinonadderall) wrote2013-10-26 11:16 am
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The opposite of creepy mansion | Saturday Evening
Stiles really had no idea what he was doing with this whole formal wear thing. Usually he got somebody to help him and this time it was Derek's turn. Wasn't he lucky? Stiles had taken over his room to get dressed and was about done save for the whole tie thing. If only he could actually find the tie.
For some reason he got the feeling Puppy Joe was running around the house with it in his mouth.
[For Derek and anybody else living there/wants to stop by]
For some reason he got the feeling Puppy Joe was running around the house with it in his mouth.
[For Derek and anybody else living there/wants to stop by]

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"Yeah, almost makes up for your face."
Awwww yeah.
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Derek brushed off Stiles' shoulders, frowning for a moment as he realized that Stiles was getting slightly taller than him. This wasn't okay. Stop growing, Stiles. Stop it now. "It's the company I keep."
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How was that even a threat?
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Bribing you not to drink, Stiles. Bribing. With Derek's reactions to Silver Bullet.
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Like Denny's, yes.
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And nobody mention how strange it was that Stiles was spending his Homecoming night with rugged older man.