Asgard IC Inbox

[teenyoda]

"Leave a message. I'm around. Or sleeping. Or... stuff."

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[predators]

[ grumble grumble.... ]

What they need is to figure out better timing. I don't want to walk in on them again.

[teenyoda]

From what I heard, you likely knew what you were walking into. So, you know, maybe a little more discretion there, creeper. Unless that's how you're getting your jollies now.

[predators]

I was expecting them in the same room, not... that.

[ shut up you weren't there. ]

[teenyoda]

And did your returned wolfy hearing not hear what they were saying? Conveniently?

[No, but you'd be surprised how much detail Scott and he went into when they talked about things.]

[predators]

You can't hear something that's about to happen. [ he means the face sucking. granted their heartbeats had been out of control which had been all the more reason to check on them. ]

And the conversation needed interrupting.

[teenyoda]

[Apply ointment to the sick burn in 3, 2, 1...]

And you're the best one to make relationship decisions for other people?

[predators]

[ ooooouucchhhhhh. ]

I've learned from my mistakes.

[teenyoda]

Then stay out of it. Unless one of them comes to you, it's not really your business. Sorry, Derek.

[predators]

[ he's still going to talk to scott..... but he can sort of slightly maybe see that stiles is a hint right. ]

Don't apologize. [ beat. ] I have to go.

[ it's all he has to say before he's out the door. ]