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fandomtownies2014-07-16 04:32 pm
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The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Night
There was dust on the bar top right where Derek normally stood. No, he didn't understand why that might be, but he was dusting it off with a rag.
Sometimes Fandom just had weird little whimsies. And sometimes he was pretty sure Tiny was just messing with him for some reason.
Tiny was a jerk.
Sometimes Fandom just had weird little whimsies. And sometimes he was pretty sure Tiny was just messing with him for some reason.
Tiny was a jerk.

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"Was I supposed to?"
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Sometimes she liked to be precious about things.
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It got tiring, pretending to care about that kind of thing.
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Derek rolled his eyes, but provided Stiles with his usual cherry coke. Because he was a great bartender.
Stop laughing at that.
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Scoffed.
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"Hey," she said, taking a seat.
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Maybe it would encourage him to talk more.
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No, that would not be the case.
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He'd get shot for sure.
He shoved the soda-y rum over at her with a wary nod.
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She lifted the glass to sip her drink, trying not to frown re: said fumes.
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The Lounge
The VIP Area
OOC
/sobs