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...oh, god. Okay. It is nothing like how things really go, you know that, right?
Not just the ridiculous set-ups. There's a lot of it that's... exaggerated, if not inaccurate.
And most people who scream like that are probably faking it. --basically just forget nearly anything you learn from it, it's fantasy for a reason. Doesn't really reflect reality.
Which you are probably never going to see in person.
Come on, you're what... six, seventeen? [Total guess here, he doesn't really remember.] You're not even legal. There will be time for boobs, I promise you don't just keel over at twenty.
[He's silent for a moment there, but eventually exhales a heavy breath before answering.]
--well, if death works anything like it does in my world you still just find the right person. First boyfriend of mine was sort of a ghost.
--well, if death works anything like it does in my world you still just find the right person. First boyfriend of mine was sort of a ghost.
Okay, okay, then you just-- try harder not to die, I guess? Obviously you've been managing so far, I think you might be pretty okay there.
[ Too many times to count. ] It's been a while. [ Especially since they've been in Asgard and with Scott spending every night with Allison. ] It can be just like old times.
[ Scott laughed and moved under the covers. ] You were the one with the farting problem.
Me? I was just retaliating so that I didn't get gassed out by mister I love Mexican.
[But Stiles was getting up and moving to get changed into his pjs in the bathroom before coming out and turning out the light and getting everything all ready for their impromptu sleep over.
He climbed in the bed, moving to make sure he wasn't hogging too much of it.]
You wanna talk?
[But Stiles was getting up and moving to get changed into his pjs in the bathroom before coming out and turning out the light and getting everything all ready for their impromptu sleep over.
He climbed in the bed, moving to make sure he wasn't hogging too much of it.]
You wanna talk?
Do you know how frustrating it is to try to tell a group of people to just listen for a minute when they're all busy doing?
[The cafeteria when Peter was stalking them all around school sort of came to mind. Or basically any time when he was trying to talk and people were too busy doing anything but listening.]
[The cafeteria when Peter was stalking them all around school sort of came to mind. Or basically any time when he was trying to talk and people were too busy doing anything but listening.]
[Erica shrugs.]
I sort of spent most of the time trying to not have people notice me. I don't think they do it on purpose, but I'm sure that eventually it'll even out. They'll come to you for the idea or something.
[She smiles at him.] I'm coming to you for this.
I sort of spent most of the time trying to not have people notice me. I don't think they do it on purpose, but I'm sure that eventually it'll even out. They'll come to you for the idea or something.
[She smiles at him.] I'm coming to you for this.
They wouldn't come to me if I had a giant sign that said 'Ideas' that glowed and spewed off fireworks while they were in the dark and completely out of ideas.
[He'd consigned himself to that sad, sad fact. But that last bit had him giving her a sideways smile.]
Yeah, but how many options do you have?
[He'd consigned himself to that sad, sad fact. But that last bit had him giving her a sideways smile.]
Yeah, but how many options do you have?
I could go alone. [She wouldn't want to, but if he said no she wasn't going to ask anyone else.]
That's... it's not saying that you're my only choice in the bad way. It's not like I'm stuck with this. I'm choosing you because that's what my choice is.
That's... it's not saying that you're my only choice in the bad way. It's not like I'm stuck with this. I'm choosing you because that's what my choice is.
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