I was helping Penny sort out clothes a few weeks back. There's a store of them down in the welcome center. I'm sure there are y'know, bras there and stuff.
[ What, he's a good not-boyfriend-stockholm-syndrome-guy. ] I'd have to guess the - [ Miming a handful of breasts in front of his chest. ] But I could totally go and look.
[ He almost trips in shock, a flush spreading across his cheeks and then his neck. Derek's still a little taller and Stiles ... is no longer thinking of helping out. ]
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Shut up.
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[ Yanking his hand away as though burned. ] I'm not saying just to get your sympathy, dude. [ He's not using Derek. Too many people have. ]
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[Snort.]
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You look great, sure. But if you're just doing that out of pity than that's gross.
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Maybe. ] No?
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I don't pity you, Stiles.
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That would totally suck.
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How do women handle-
Stiles.
[Oh, no.]
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What's up?
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Urgh, where the hell is Erica when I need her around?
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I was helping Penny sort out clothes a few weeks back. There's a store of them down in the welcome center. I'm sure there are y'know, bras there and stuff.
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[ What, he's a good not-boyfriend-stockholm-syndrome-guy. ] I'd have to guess the - [ Miming a handful of breasts in front of his chest. ] But I could totally go and look.
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Guess.
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Cheat.
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Focus.
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[ He's focusing on his lust. ]
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