robinonadderall: ([spe] sleepy time)
robinonadderall ([personal profile] robinonadderall) wrote2014-03-25 07:33 am

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]
justlurkinghere: (actual wolfy - walking here)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2014-03-25 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
You can't make him do anything! He was an alpha werewolf and he would should check you right on back!


Okay, so it wasn't full force. Or even close to it. But he was still being difficult and squirming under Stiles' legs for the goal. Oh god, being a wolf ruined all respectability he might have had.
Edited 2014-03-25 18:39 (UTC)
justlurkinghere: (actual wolfy - walking here)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2014-03-25 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
You're ridiculous!

But that was enough to get Derek to reevaluate what he was doing and scamper back to think about how this wolf thing wasn't the best choice at the moment. While Puppy Joe took up residence between his forelegs. Like he owned the place.
justlurkinghere: (actual wolfy - hey. whatcha doin?)

[personal profile] justlurkinghere 2014-03-25 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Stiles, your life now featured a wolf the size of a small pony and a Pomeranian. So.

Derek sighed at him before taking the offered meat. The sacrifices he made. Ugh.