IC Contact Post For Tushanshu & Nematon

[skybluejeep]

 

Hi, you've reached the Stud Muffin. Can't answer the phone right now. Why are you even calling? Texting. Wave of the future.

BLEEP.
 

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Comments

[garou]

[ He's trusting Stiles, for the most part, to get stuff that tastes good, mostly because the stand itself doesn't smell 'off'. He watches Stiles order, helps him gather up their bags when their food is ready. ] Is this everything?

[skybluejeep]

This is everything. And we'll probably eat it all tonight.

[He pays the waitress, including a very generous tip. And she gives him a little pat on the cheek, a fond one. Apparently he comes here often, and tips well all the time.]

[garou]

[ Derek nods toward her when she looks his way, and turns to go. ] Probably. I have to keep my metabolism fed somehow.

[skybluejeep]

[He hefts a bag under one arm, and heads back out into the cold night.]

I can see how it is. Eating me out of house and home.

[garou]

You just paid someone else to make this, Stiles, if I'm eating anyone out, it's them.

[ Wait. ]

I mean eating them out of house and home.

[skybluejeep]

[And that just makes Stiles burst out laughing, a full-on cackling belly laugh, to the point where he has to pause, put down his bag of food, and double over with his hands on his knees.

Yeah. He's amused.]

[garou]

Stiles. [ Derek, on the other hand, isn't. ] It's not that funny.

[skybluejeep]

[He's gasping he's laughing so hard.]

Yes it is!