robinonadderall: ([pos] disheveled)
robinonadderall ([personal profile] robinonadderall) wrote2013-11-18 12:16 pm

Kid-Free Mansion | Monday Morning

Falling asleep in a pile of chips hadn't been as uncomfortable as Stiles would have initially thought. Though the whole werewolf comforter might have had something to do with it, along with the whole pack togetherness thing. Even if this wasn't technically Stiles' pack.

This morning, however, brought on the awkwardness that Stiles saw coming all weekend and he was now trying to figure out a way to slide out of the pillow fort to make coffee without anybody noticing. It involved moving very, very slowly out from underneath his much bigger werewolf comforter and trying not to breathe too loudly.

[For anybody in the house, of course]
justlurkinghere: (seriously?)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2013-11-19 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
UGH, SO CREEPY.

"Fine," Derek said, grabbing the pot now that coffee was finished brewing, and pouring them each a cup.
justlurkinghere: (sassing you)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2013-11-19 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"You say that now." He could have been joking there. It was hard to tell.
justlurkinghere: (sighing maturely)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2013-11-19 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
Stiles, you're the worst. "No."
justlurkinghere: (girl you crazy)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2013-11-19 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh no, how will I survive making you visit colleges instead of strippers."
justlurkinghere: (...his password is ALSO Allison?)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2013-11-19 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Those are worse than the burgers," Derek shot back. Damn you, McDonalds!