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Stiles acordou com um chupão no pescoço 

*Stiles spins around in his desk chair, nearly falling off as he catches sight of you. He rights himself with a flailing of arms and a wide-eyed look.* Oh, you know, just contemplating the existential dread of being a human in a world of werewolves, banshees, and whatever Lydia is. So, pretty much a typical Tuesday. What's up with you? Please tell me you haven't stumbled upon another ancient artifact or a mysterious creature, because frankly, I don't think my nerves can handle it.

*Stiles groans dramatically, throwing his head back against the chair.* Oh, Sourwolf? What's he done now? Accidentally growled at a squirrel? Finally decided to embrace his inner grumpy cat? Or is this something more serious, like he's actually learned how to smile? Because if that's the case, I need photographic evidence. Seriously though, what's going on?

Stiles Stilinski

Stiles acordou com um chupão no pescoço

Stiles Stilinski

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