[ it's been a while since stiles has gotten any sleep, that's true, but for the first time in weeks, he feels like he might actually be able to pass out tonight. the aches and pains in his body haven't exactly sent him to bed just yet, but a hot shower and a mouthful of milk chugged straight from the bottle was enough to make him feel relaxed and sleepy. normally, he's just exhausted and alert, but right now? right now, he just feels warm, ready to curl up and get through the night. he's not even worried about night terrors, or sleepwalking, or - or anything.
the possibility that tonight might suck is still in the back of his mind, but talking to billy like this, sprawled out on his couch in his pjs, is enough to distract him from the fear. stiles is grinning to himself when he writes his reply back, one leg swung over the arm of the couch and swinging a little in the air. ]
I can't turn my back on a Galaxy Quest reference. The flavor? The decoration? The sentimentality? Ten out of ten. Très bon. Knocked it out of the park with that one.
[ there's a pause, but not for long. ]
Weird's okay. I like weird. Well, no, I like normal, steady stability, but weird's a decent runner up if stability can't make it to the party. I think eating my weight in grease-soaked, flash fried carbohydrates was more than enough to even out anything that needed to be evened out, anyway.
Definitely thought you two were hooking up for a second there, though. The flustered look when you got caught together? The sweat on your brow? The fear in your eyes? The incoherent story about why you were there? Felt like the kind of storyline that would fuel three or four Real Housewives episodes.
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[ it's been a while since stiles has gotten any sleep, that's true, but for the first time in weeks, he feels like he might actually be able to pass out tonight. the aches and pains in his body haven't exactly sent him to bed just yet, but a hot shower and a mouthful of milk chugged straight from the bottle was enough to make him feel relaxed and sleepy. normally, he's just exhausted and alert, but right now? right now, he just feels warm, ready to curl up and get through the night. he's not even worried about night terrors, or sleepwalking, or - or anything.
the possibility that tonight might suck is still in the back of his mind, but talking to billy like this, sprawled out on his couch in his pjs, is enough to distract him from the fear. stiles is grinning to himself when he writes his reply back, one leg swung over the arm of the couch and swinging a little in the air. ]
I can't turn my back on a Galaxy Quest reference. The flavor? The decoration? The sentimentality? Ten out of ten. Très bon. Knocked it out of the park with that one.
[ there's a pause, but not for long. ]
Weird's okay. I like weird.
Well, no, I like normal, steady stability, but weird's a decent runner up if stability can't make it to the party.
I think eating my weight in grease-soaked, flash fried carbohydrates was more than enough to even out anything that needed to be evened out, anyway.
Definitely thought you two were hooking up for a second there, though.
The flustered look when you got caught together? The sweat on your brow? The fear in your eyes? The incoherent story about why you were there?
Felt like the kind of storyline that would fuel three or four Real Housewives episodes.