[ Sigh. Screw you, Derek. Stiles is just standing up and grabbing the old t-shirt and sweatpants hanging over the chair there. ] I'm going to get changed. I probably don't have anything to fit you but hey, knock yourself out.
[ He rolls his eyes at Derek upon return. He should have guess. Thoroughly imposing even when he sleeps.
But Stiles is dumping his clothes on the floor anyway. He can use them as a pillow. And he's eyeing up the light switch like he's not sure if he should just turn it off or leave it on. Derek confuses him. Always. ]
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You could stay in the woods.
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Is that just your way of trying to make me kill myself?
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Fine. Sleep in the bed. Or the floor. I don't care.
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[ You are crazy. ]
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I just don't get it.
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[Also, wolf]
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You're still part human, right? So what do you do? Just find a nice tree to sleep under?
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Find your spot on the floor.
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But Stiles is dumping his clothes on the floor anyway. He can use them as a pillow. And he's eyeing up the light switch like he's not sure if he should just turn it off or leave it on. Derek confuses him. Always. ]
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[Why does he get the feeling Stiles will be moving in, too?]
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