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Someone actually told me I looked like death today. They need to get more original than that.

Erica’s eyes widened and she started laughing harder than she was before, if that was even possible. “Why would Stiles touch your boob?” She wiggled her eyebrows the best she could in her intoxicated state.

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Heather became still and looked down at her hands in her lap. She bit her lip. Should she tell her the truth? She might as well. It's not like she could keep it a secret the rest of her new life. "I almost had sex with Stiles before I died..." she whispered. "I sent him to get a condom and well, the whole dying thing happened in the space of that time."

#convo #erica

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Erica smiled and grabbed her hand, raising them into the air. She swung them around for a second before letting them flop back down on the mattress. He giggles softly and looked at her. “You’re boob is squishy.”

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"I would certainly hope so!" squealed Heather. She looked down at her boobs, still laughing. There weren't as big as she hoped they would become. "It's been a while since someone's touched my boob. I swear I think the last person to do it was Stiles."

#convo #erica

#fallenstarter

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Erica giggled and squealed. “You can deal with it!” She laughed. Thank the lord for Stiles and his smart ways of finding out that if you mix a very small amount of wolfsbane into a drink, it gives you the effect of alcohol. She smiled and looked at the other blonde. “I missed you.”

aseventeenyearoldvirgin

"Fine, fine. I'll deal," she said, throwing her hands up in the air in surrender. Wine was something that she loved to indulge in before she died and this had to be the first time she had done so since coming back. "I missed you too," she replied with a grin. It felt good to know that somethings even after rising from the dead would remain normal.

#convo #erica

deathkeen

"Of course it’s red! What kind of person do you think I am?"

aseventeenyearoldvirgin

Well, I hope that you are the kind of person who knows good wine. Now share.

#convo #stiles #omg #hopefully heather won't die this time

secondstarly

"I think poetry has been ruined for me forever."

aseventeenyearoldvirgin

What happened?

#convo #lydia

deathkeen

"Just don’t tell my dad, okay?"

aseventeenyearoldvirgin

Please tell me it's red.

#convo #stiles #i could not resist when i saw the wine

amberlewrites

Tea really does make everything better.

aseventeenyearoldvirgin

Care to share?

#convo #ellie

deathkeen

So, the Nemeton is a source of power in Beacon Hills, and exists as some sort of Druid ritual site-slash-virgin sacrifice altar and we all kind of sacrificed ourselves to it in order to save our parents who were being held hostage near it and in doing so died and came back and restarted its power, so it works as a beacon for supernatural creatures.

Yeah, I don’t really get it either. How about we start at the beginning? I don’t have my chessboard on me, so you’ll just have to follow along.

aseventeenyearoldvirgin

I think the beginning is a great place to start. Was I... Was I killed by one of those things?

#convo #stiles

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Erica giggled and flopped her head back down on the bed. “Yeah,” Her words were slurred slightly. “It’s just a boob!” She laughed. Lately, Erica had been feeling down, so she called up an old friend, knowing that she had also been risen from the grave. They were in the middle of a sleep over, where they found a few special drinks in the cabinet and Erica might have had one too many.

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Heather couldn't hold her liquor, but apparently Erica couldn't either. It was weird that the two girls had come back together after being resurrected, but it felt normal all the same. "I know, but it my boob!" Heather said with a laugh. "I think we may need to cut you off for the rest of the night or at least now...or not." Heather could admit she liked the warm feeling she got from wine.