"That is so creepy. I mean way creepier then the whole 'sprouting fur once a month' gig you guys have going on." He was still very aware that Derek's very warm hand was on his shoulder and suddenly he remembered he was shirtless and Scott could be out wandering around aimlessly with a cold order of curly fries.
The universe officially made no sense.
"Uh...wanna get me a shirt? Pretty sure anything you've got will be too big for me, but I'll deal." Scott and the other werewolves really only had to worry about the full moon, well aside from the threat of being hunted by the Argents. Stiles would have to constantly deal with his hunger, blood lust, and urge to feed and kill. "I really died.... That kinda sucks and not in a good way. I mean I didn't see a white light or anything."
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Date: 2012-12-24 06:17 pm (UTC)The universe officially made no sense.
"Uh...wanna get me a shirt? Pretty sure anything you've got will be too big for me, but I'll deal." Scott and the other werewolves really only had to worry about the full moon, well aside from the threat of being hunted by the Argents. Stiles would have to constantly deal with his hunger, blood lust, and urge to feed and kill. "I really died.... That kinda sucks and not in a good way. I mean I didn't see a white light or anything."