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robinonadderall) wrote2014-03-25 07:33 am
robinonadderall) wrote2014-03-25 07:33 am
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Not So Creepy Mansion | Tuesday Morning
Since Stiles had slept on the couch last night he had noticed roaming dinosaurs and whatnot in the streets of Fandom. Honestly, even if he had been out there he probably wouldn't have noticed. Because he was really tired, okay? Sleeping soundly hadn't been his strong point for...like seven months now.
He had managed to make it to the coffee maker but decided to doze off halfway through, still standing up with his head against the counter and a coffee filter by his face.
[Mostly for Derek but can totally be open to those who live there/visitors. Work SP applies]
He had managed to make it to the coffee maker but decided to doze off halfway through, still standing up with his head against the counter and a coffee filter by his face.
[Mostly for Derek but can totally be open to those who live there/visitors. Work SP applies]