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And also stressed beyond belief. Mun's parents went on vacation so I have to keep up the whole house, take care of the 7 animals in said house, plus clean up after 2 teenagers who cause a path of destruction everytime they touch something. And on top of that, Mun also has been working over time because her work doesnt understand that working 7 days a week is kind of impossible because I need to sleep at some point too. So anyways, im sick and stressed and ready to just fall over and die at any point. I'm not sure when i'll be back, so im gonna go on a little hiatus until I can get semi back to normal. If you need to contact me, or want to, my other account's AIM is : deka.chin . My personal tumblr is : deka-chin.tumblr.com incase you need to reach me there.

     Stile's was silent as the approached the object he had seen, though from a distance it could have been anything. But the possibilities weighed on his mind, and he found himself leaning toward things he didn't exactly want to find. But, of course, it wasn't Stile's day for all his wishes to be taken into consideration. Instead, what he found made him pul his hand back to rub over his face as if he could wipe the memory from his head. "Well, at least it's not a whole thing you know?" He was mumbling, obviously nervous as he pulled his hand away to look at the object on the ground. Though it wasn't so much of a object as a body part. "I think it might be a werewolf hand, but i'm not sure if I can examine it"

      Thomas couldn't stop the laugh that slipped from his lips, raising a hand to rub the back of his neck gingerly before rolling his shoulders in a shrug. "It's part of my charm, remember?" His head tilted enough to look at her, the smile still lingering on his lips as he lead the way towards the nearest pizza shop. "So what do you want on your half of the pizza?"

     Thomas was silently, crawling as close to the ground as he could despite still sitting up. There was a wide opening for them to get to their target but with nothing posing a threat he wasn't sure if he could possibly trust it. But they had to move. Had to do something because just staring was going to get them nothing that atleast trying it out. He shuffled his feet, pressing his palms to the ground to aid in his movements before looking from side to side -- the area was almost too quiet now that they had presented themselves to the open ground.

Stile's gave a soft sigh, expecting Derek to react atleast a little more normal. He could tell that he wasn't in the mood to play around and Stile's wasnt exactly in the mood to irritate him more than usual. "I need your help" He spoke calmly, leaning his shoulder against the steel wall of Derek's home before shaking his head. "I don't exactly feel right, and if I tell Scott any of this again he's going to end up snapping on me"

                "If you aren't going to pick them up, then why would                  you bring up the fact to begin with?" Stile's mused at                   the opportunity, narrowing his eyes for a moment before                   using his foot to kick the underwear to a more discreet                   location. "Did you want to see me wearing them, that bad ?"

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      "Will you shuck it? It's not like I purposely go out of my way       to rescue your shank ass for recognition or pride or whatever       it is you want to accuse me of." He had to stop, take a deep       breath and calm his racing heart before continuing. "I get that       im some important figure in all of this, the real leader , but I      didn't choose this nor do I want it! I was shuckin' happy listening       to Minho before I saw those shuckin' signs in the city"