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robinonadderall) wrote2013-11-18 12:16 pm
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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]
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]
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"Fine," Derek said, grabbing the pot now that coffee was finished brewing, and pouring them each a cup.
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"Florida's not gonna kill you, Derek." Probably.
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Stiles...hated that he brought that imagery on himself.
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He'd get you carrot sticks to eat with your little bunny teeth, Derek.