I so don't smell that different. I've been using the same shampoo. Smell my curls. Smell them, smell them. [ she's still holding onto him, and then she's turning her head and shaking her hair in his face before pulling back with a laugh. and even then it takes her a second to pull her hands back, twisting them up behind her just to keep her from reaching for him again ]

Ugh, I love you too. I'm so in love with you it makes my heart feel like it's going to bust out of my chest just so it can sing about how awesome you are. It's been so not fun not telling you and showing you that every single day. Last month was- impossible, we can't split up again like that, okay? I don't care if we both completely forget everything about ourselves and have screaming nightmares, I'm going to write a note that says "don't leave Stiles' side ever" because it's not worth not getting to see you every chance I get.

[ she sighs, ends up right back in front of him, reaching to hold his face again. which is weird she knows but she feels like she has to ]

One more kiss, please, just one more- [ mmmmmmmmwwwah! ] - to tide me over until I change back, thank you.

[ totally stepping back now, yep, until her back hits the door and she can sort of melt back against it with a stupid dopey smile on her face ]

Gods, you're the cutest boy in the world. And I'm going to do terribly dirty things to you as soon as I'm back in my real b-ody, hey. [ someone's lower half is shifting, almost like she's got a rock in her shoe, only.. not. ] Did I seriously- I think I'm getting hard thinking about that. Is that weird? [ she's definitely laughing, and rubbing the heel of her hand against the front of her jeans. she's not CRAZY TURNED ON, but she's definitely a little hard and that's, apparently, hilarious ] How do you even deal with this, I don't-