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robinonadderall) wrote2014-01-25 04:31 pm
Still Confusingly Gendered Mansion | Early Saturday Evening
Saturdays were meant for sleeping if you happened to be nightmare-free so it had taken Stiles an embarrassingly long time to realize he had boobs again. The sun might have been setting by the time he figured it out. Clothes were once again an issue; any pants he owned kept falling off no matter how tight he tried to belt them. Luckily he knew somebody who wore pants waaaaaaaay tighter than him!
Being banned from Derek's bed didn't necessarily mean the whole room, right? 'Cause Stiles was in there rifling through his drawers.
[For those that live there!]
Being banned from Derek's bed didn't necessarily mean the whole room, right? 'Cause Stiles was in there rifling through his drawers.
[For those that live there!]

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So, you know. You didn't actually have to tell him the most depressing story of all time. PETER ALREADY DID IT AND IT MADE HIM CRY.
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"You don't know that."
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Lydia could attest to this.
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Yeeeeah.
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Which he did slowly.
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"Are you okay?"
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"Would you believe me if I said yes?"
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Aw, he was being nice.
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"Supreme." A nice mix of meat and vegetable.
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Wanted more hugs?
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