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M!A you feel your body start moving without your controlling it. You can't stop it. You are urged to flail and sing about while trying to dance with or against anyone who talks to you.
“WHO LET THE DOGS OUT? WHO? WHO? WHO?”
“ALLISON LET THE DOGS OUT.”
“Apparently yes. you can always drink some warm milk or stare at the ceiling until you are so bored that you pass out”
“Yeah that stuff won’t work. I have huge reasons as to why i can’t sleep.”
“Yes I did. Want me to take it back? They are missing out”
“Not at all.”
“So is this your way of saying you like me?”
“That’s a good question.”
“Don’t work out for you either?”
“Sorry, I forgot that you could hear me… I don’t really need sleep, so I usually wander at night.”
“Did you wanna watch me sleep?” Stiles asked, looking over at her.”Cause that be creepy, but I never sleep anymore.”
“Is it to much to ask for a good nights sleep?”
I GOT MY DRAFTS DOWN TO EIGHT.
IT HAS NOT BEEN A SINGLE NUMBER IN WEEKS.
It sucked to be drunk. It was nice when Damon drank a bit and could actually stand and walk out of the Grill without having to crawl or have some bouncer throw him out. But when you were this drunk, alcohol lost all of the qualities Damon needed like the ability to numb his hunger and feelings. With such a heavy intake of alcohol, everything came crashing back into him, and not only that, but his gums begin to ache for a vein. But, alas, here he laid on the forest floor, his eyes closed to stop the world from spinning.
Stiles made his way into the woods, wishing his lover picked better to place to park his drunk ass.”Damon?” He called out, trying to get his eyes adjust to the darkness.”I wish I could see tin the dark like the rest of the people in my life.” He grumbled, ducking under a low hanging branch.”There you are..” Holding out a hand.”Come on. Let me get you home.”
OOC: Name 2 things you like about yourself, then pass it on to the first 10 people on your dash. #TeamSelfEsteem
umm… I like my tatoos.. does that count?
I don’t like myself so….
“Gah, bitches. I mean I was the ‘mean girl’ before but I said hello to everyone. And if anything I’m bound to embarrass us both soon, my filter is broken of course”
“Did you really call every girl a bitch?”
“I was born without a filtter.”
“Not really…can we just…sit for a moment?” he asked as he looked over at Stiles, hoping the other didn’t think him crazy for suggesting that. “It’s just that everything seems to be moving so fast now, there’s never a moment to just sit and relax and I kinda miss that. It’s hard at Derek’s place, cause whenever I’m there he just fidgets, worries and barks orders,” he added with a small shrug. “I just want to sit here for a bit, you know?” Still looking at Stiles he patted the spot next to him, hoping the other teen would join him, he needed someone close, someone alive that would remind him what he was fighting for.
Stiles nodded his head.”Yeah,. We can sit down.” Looking over at the werewolf.”You are right about that.” Setting himself down on the couch next to the other.”There is never anytime to breathe.” Resting his head back, but near the others.”It is one crazy thing, right after the next.” His arms slipped around the wolves waist, moving to cuddle into his side.
Cause we will never get one for The Maze Runner, I made my own.
Henrik groaned. “Look this isn’t a walk in the park for me either, I can think of a million things I’d rather be doing.” He sighed, tossing his arms into the air. It wasn’t that he was a very busy person, he’d just rather be doing anything but babysitting this human. “How about we just make the the best of this?” Henrik suggested. “The TV has on demand and it bills to Nik, so why don’t we watch something. You can even pick.”
Stiles looked over at him.”Then why don’t you go do those millions of things? I promise I won’t try to run away. You can trust me.” Rolling his eyes as he spoke. The human looked over at the tv.”I would love to ring your brothers bill up, but I rather not be killed over something like that. I think I am going to have ti pass you up on that one.”