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[text] where are you? I have the best plans for today. And it involves this

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@callmebeforethepolice
[text] where are you? I have the best plans for today. And it involves this
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“Yeah, I said that. Why? Is it weird?”
callmebeforethepolice + invitedmyself || RP: Cream in my Coffee
Peter locked the front door and flipped the switch that turned all the house lights but the ones over the counter off. He pulled his apron off and smirked. Stiles was the only employee left, busy behind the counter. “Stiles, bring the drawer to the office after you’ve counted it please?” He purred as he passed by, heading into the back.
The boy was just lovely, pale skin and huge dark eyes. Peter wanted to wreck him, strip him bare and take his time mapping that young body. It had been a long time since someone caught his eye like this. And damn was Stiles just toothsome. Ever since he started at Hale of a Cup Peter’d had his eye on him. Wanted more than that and he was tired of waiting. Hence Stiles being the only closer with him. It wasn’t unusual for the middle of the week anyway.
Peter settled behind his desk and snagged a beer out of the small fridge he kept there. He sipped as he poked at the store’s books, waiting for Stiles.
"So, I don't know if it's cool to say something or not, but, uhm... You look different." - Stiles (I'm sorry, I had to xD)
"Do I now? Hm... What looks different?"
"He's into me for everything I'm not" - Stiles
callmebeforethepolice
He’s into me for everything I’m notAccording to you
Brett didn’t understand why this was happening. He wasn’t supposed to get involved with Stiles in the first place, and this whole date thing — this whole thing started out to be a dare. A why not. Why wouldn’t he take on a challenge like that?
——And it ended up so messed up.
He was caught in a relationship with Stiles, and he wasn’t handling it well at all. He didn’t hate the boy, but the boy had so many things to say, it finally turned out to be annoying. So he avoided his calls and he often missed their dates. Yes, he was being a douche.
Their relationship was about to break, and Brett was letting it go.
At the same time, there was someone chasing after Stiles. Brett tried to ignore that existence, but every once in a while, the name would come up when he argued with Stiles, and Stiles would tell him how someone actually appreciated his talk and his humour, and that Stiles was everything to him.
”——Why don’t you go for him then?”
Brett snapped. He didn’t actually mean it, but he said it.
Oliver's parties were some of the biggest in Beacon Hills. They were frequented by high school and college age kids alike, and people even came in from out of town to relish in the fun.
The blond had often heard about Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski. He'd never met them, but he knew a little about their exploits in the supernatural world. So when he saw them and recognized them at his own party, he got ready. Getting an alpha and an alpha's friend on his side would be a lot of fun...
"Well, that was interesting."
Will finally spoke up when Stiles stopped and turned toward him. He'd been standing there a while, watching Stiles dance and shake it in the living room to loud pop music -- completely naked. The sorcerer wondered how Stiles hadn't seen him sooner. He supposed the other teen was just too caught up in the moment. But it was all Will could do to keep from laughing.
He folded his arms across his chest smirked. "Do you do this kind of thing often when you think nobody is around?"
[MSG]:So you tell all guys that, I see. - callmebeforethepolice
[Text] Are you really going to do this?