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hey dude are u back 2 normal?

yep bck 2 regular boring old me. lost the vagina?

yah thank fuck. i'm glad ur back tho. werewolf Stiles is a shitty drinking friend.

must b because he can regenerate his liver. i hope ur thre when i end up in the hospital!!!!!!!

there was a total lack of drinking on his part. hes ttly boring in a cool sort of way. but i dont think u have to worry bout ur liver and i kinda went on a date with roman

[Wow, wasn't that subtle?]

Edited (htmlfail) 2013-10-11 02:11 (UTC)

when u were a chick?

[ Stiles has some thoughts about that. He doesn't think it's right, but then again, look who he was dating. ]

yah. he knew it was me and evrything but its still kinda weird. right?

[It certainly feels weird. Especially the kiss. He's not sure what this means, how to take it. He wants it to mean something, but shit. And then there's the whole Roman's-maybe-a-monster thing.]

come over to the youth center? we can talk in my room?

sure. b there in 10.

And he is. Maybe the beer is pre-emptive, but this seems like the sort of conversation that Peter is going to need it for, if nothing else.]

[ Well, if Peter wants to help him polish off the vodka he's also hiding under his bed than that's okay. ]

Hey.

[Peter is so agreeable to that option, to be perfectly frank. How to they go from talking about whether Roman's going to ruin everyone to the fact that Peter went on a date with him in a couple of days. Because Peter makes awesome life choices, that's how. He's got a six pack of beer nonchalantly in his fingertips, and a thin sort of smile that reeks of what is my life.]

Hey. I brought beer.

That's the correct password.

[ He swings the door open and then closes it again once Peter's inside. There's really only the bed and the desk chair to sit on but Stiles figures they're bros now. ] Ignore the new moved in clutter.

[That gets a warmer smile from Peter, because he at least appreciates Stiles' sense of humor about these things. He steps inside, and opts for a seat on the bed, because he's a teenage boy and prone to sprawling. They've had too many beers to not be bros.]

We used to move around so much that there was still moved in clutter when we were moving out. It's fine.

[He pulls out two beers, pops the caps off and hands one to Stiles.]

[ Stiles snorts, takes a deep gulp of his beer and then throws himself into the computer chair facing Peter. He's sprawled too, long wide limbs and his fingers tapping the chair. ]

Well, that makes me feel better.

Oh, here.

[And there's a pack of Reeses' peanut butter cups tossed at his face, a lazy smile curving Peter's face.]

Courtesy of Lyds.

[ Catching them. ]

Awesome. Wanna split 'em?

Sure.

[There are very few things Peter will turn down when they're free. Ice cream is one of them, but allergies suck.]

You doing okay? Lydia made it sound like you were in for a full on mental collapse or some shit.

[ He pulls a face. ]

She's over-exaggerating. [ Except Stiles still feels unsteady on the inside, still wants to fight against this. ]

You can talk about it, if you want to.

[It's not pushy, just an offer. Just a statement of the fact that whatever weird friendship they've formed over too many beer bottles means Stiles can say whatever he wants, or needs to.]

I mean, I'm shit with relationships, but I'll listen.

[ He shrugs and it's loose but his face betrays how unhappy he actually is. Stiles may lie a lot but he's still got his heart on his sleeve. ]

Nah, it would --. [ Has he even told Peter that Derek is the one who broke his heart? ] There's no point.

Stiles. I'm serious. I'm not going to push or pry, so don't talk if you don't want to and we can drink and bullshit and watch Spider Man. And I warn you that any advice I give will probably be shit, so just ignore anything I happen to say. But, fuck man.

[And there's briefly an intense look of concern in his blue eyes.]

You can talk to me if you want to. And I totally never fucking said this, but sometimes it helps.

It's appreciated, dude.

[ But Derek is the Alpha. ] I'm okay, people worry too much.

People worry when you make them worry.

[He's not gonna push. Not gonna do the stuff Lydia does where she looks at you like she's waiting for you to say something and eventually you're talking and you don't remember deciding it was a good idea.

...And he's totally not using this as an excuse to not talk about the fact that he and Roman kissed. While he was a girl. Not even a little. Which is a total lie.]

[ He smiles and it's small and kind of understanding. ]

I'm just dealing with some stuff. People do it every day and survive, right? And besides, there's a whole other layer of politics on top because it's ... [ Derek. ] A pack thing. So I'm leaving it.

Well, I'm around. I'll always have beer and smokes and a willingness to watch movies no one else appreciates.

[He grins.]

Although, I dunno. Pack stuff doesn't seem that weird, although I guess I really only talk to Derek.

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