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[studmuffin]

Stop, stop --. [ There's a bird sitting on the hood of Stiles' jeep. The boy who owns it is currently trying to wave the thing off with his bag full of groceries. ] Please be quiet, c'mon, just quit it.

[ The birds wings ruffle but it doesn't take off, just opens it's beak to speak in a voice that is exactly Stiles, couldn't be anyone else's. ] His ass is amazing. That should be why they tell you not to go into the woods. But he has these teeth too and usually that means being eaten and not in a fun, sexy way.

No no no no. Stop talking, stop right this instant. [ Panicking. ] I was cursed, it doesn't count, it was totally a curse.

[ Of course, the only way this could be worse is if his device was broadcasting to the whole City ]

... I'm just going to go kill myself now.

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[brobeforehos]

Mmhmm.

[studmuffin]

Are you going to stop mmhmm-ing me?

[brobeforehos]

Mmhmyes?

[studmuffin]

Ashton, don't play me this way.

[brobeforehos]

Hate the game, not the player.

[studmuffin]

I can hate both the game and the people playing it.

[brobeforehos]

You live with jerks for too long, you start to act like them.

[studmuffin]

A. Which one of us is that directed to? And hey b. Can I steal more alcohol like right now I need to do this properly.

[brobeforehos]

A. Do you actually see me living with anyone right now? And B, yes - there's more stuff in the cupboard, go nuts. Whilst in my supervision. And hey, don't boast the fact that I give teenagers drinks. Not that I have a reputation, but there's an actual City jail and I'd never like to see the inside of it.

[studmuffin]

[ Wandering over to get more booze. ]

I only live there because they're seriously persuasive. I thought I'd y'know, stay in the youth center. [ Pouring gin in to his glass like he saw her do it. ] And also, as long as you keep providing me with this stuff then it doesn't have to get messy.

[brobeforehos]

You're a messy drunk? Not a surprise.

[studmuffin]

I'm a freaking wonderful drunk. [ Barely resisting the urge to stick his tongue out at her. ]

[brobeforehos]

I swear to god...[She laughs a little to herself.] Next you'll tell me the stairs are your enemies. [Jamie did. ;_;]

[studmuffin]

Nah, I drink in the forest. [ Pause. ] So my dad can't find out. Not for any like weird ritual thing.

[brobeforehos]

Good, don't start sacrificing goats. We've had enough of that. [That was a disturbing post to witness.

A-ha-hanyway. She takes another sip and tucks her chin in her palm.] You know, you remind me of my brother.

[studmuffin]

Yeah? [ That's interesting, he just sort of looks at her then takes a sip of his drink. ]

I didn't know you had a brother.

[brobeforehos]

[We interrupt this programme to bring you angst o'clock.] I do. He's the best thing in my life, bar none.

His name's Jamie.

[studmuffin]

[ Leaning forward slightly. ]

He's not here, right? That's gotta suck. How long have you been stuck in the City?

[brobeforehos]

Over a year now...slowly approaching the half of the second one. [Quietly.] No, he's not here.

He came here, during one of the visitors' weekends. Promised him I'd ready the confetti in case he returned, so he could have a grand entrance, opposed to being dumped into the fountain a third time, but...

[Well. She looks behind her at the kitchen counter. Next to the toaster lie two jars full of pink and purple confetti.]

[studmuffin]

[ He glances over, makes an aborted motion like he'd maybe squeeze her arm in solidarity before he lets his hand fall. ]

I get that. I mean, Scott's like a brother to me and having him here one day and not the next really sucked. It's like you're missing a limb. Or something really important to your balance.

[brobeforehos]

[She points her glass at him.] Your big toes. Your big toes are important to your balance.

Jamie's my big toes. [A pause, and she laughs.] He'd be very aggravated to hear that.

[studmuffin]

Hey, it's a compliment, right?

[brobeforehos]

Hah, yes, of course.

[studmuffin]

[ Quiet. ]

I know it sucks, but hey, you can always pick on me if it makes you feel better.

[brobeforehos]

Oh, Stiles...


I already do.