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    Derek doesn't need to worry about the cat living under the porch at his family's old house, it's just—Derek's just used to worrying about things.

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    2 Jun 2013

  2. Public Bookmark 59

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    In which there are sandwiches and naps and an epic game of tag.

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    31 May 2013

  3. Public Bookmark 68

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    He doesn't want it to be a big deal, exactly, but he doesn't want it not to be a big deal, like, hey, so I found this old abandoned sweater and no one had gotten around to throwing it out yet and of course I thought of you.

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    31 May 2013

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    "We're not going to Foamhenge," Derek replies drily.
    Stiles makes a pleading sound, peering at Derek, eyes wide.
    "It's Stonehenge made out of foam," Derek argues.
    "Right," Stiles agrees emphatically. "It's Stonehenge. Made out of foam."

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    29 May 2013

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    “You’re kind of cute,” Lydia says, changing the subject, “in a sort of… lost baby squirrel in a pixie cut sort of way.”

    “Great,” he says, fumbling ineptly with the clasp on the bra. “Th… thanks, Lydia, that’s… quite the endorsement. I’m vermin.”

    Lydia and Erica peaceably watch him fuck around with the hooks for a full five minutes, this look on their faces like justice is finally being delivered. Stiles refuses to lose his temper with the thing in front of them, so he just doggedly keeps at it. Eventually, Lydia says, “We might have to invest in a frontal clasp for you.”

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    13 May 2013

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