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Stiles grins through his drunken stupor, watching Derek from where he lies. “Well if you’re lonely and I’m lonely we should both make it a thing that we do, to be not lonely ever.”
Derek rolls his eyes.“That sentence didn’t make sense.” Stiles smiles even more.
“You don’t make sense.”