[(It was Not a valid question. Capital letters. Because it was Not Even Close to right, jeez, mom, you're embarrassing. Lydia, remember. Lydia.)
Letting Derek tug him back up on to the dock, Stiles let out an overly dramatic cough and went to wring out his shirt, stripping out of the flannel layer on top and trying to shake the water out of it. Aside from the fact that he was drenched, so was Derek. And that was all that mattered.]
How long are you staying this time?
[Grunting, he shucks off his shoes, too, going to wring out his socks. His socks. Cruelty.]
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Letting Derek tug him back up on to the dock, Stiles let out an overly dramatic cough and went to wring out his shirt, stripping out of the flannel layer on top and trying to shake the water out of it. Aside from the fact that he was drenched, so was Derek. And that was all that mattered.]
How long are you staying this time?
[Grunting, he shucks off his shoes, too, going to wring out his socks. His socks. Cruelty.]