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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answer!

[bereavements]

[ He sits back in his chair, glancing over at Scott. Because Scott's there. What's it to you? ]

Yeah.

[ Better? For all intents and purposes, he doesn't feel bad. He's actually doing pretty great. Scott's a big part of that. He likes the bakery and Olivia. Most days he doesn't think about Derek being here. But, when he does, a frustration builds. And he breaks a glass in his hand or grips the edge of the counter hard. There are small claw marks now. So, he still blames Derek. And maybe he blames himself, too. He has questions he has to ask and at the end of the day, Derek was his alpha. Maybe he still is. Scott's not an alpha (yet). ]

[skybluejeep]

[Of course Scott's there, y'all are together. Duh.]

Yeah. Seriously, dude. I don't know what went down exactly, but I'm sure it had everything to do with Derek being his usual "I'm Going To Save You From My Multitude Of Issues By Being Growly And Emotionally Abusive And Cruel To You" self.

Believe me. I get it. Truuuuuust me I get it.

[bereavements]

Stiles.

[ Sorry. This isn't bonding time. ] Thanks.

[ And, ending the conversation. ]

[skybluejeep]

[He's about to answer when the line goes dead. Oy. Isaac, one of these days you're going to have to come to grips with the power of Stiles' mouth. .....In a totally non-sexy way of course.]